"Whizzer," Effy murmured under her breath, the word slipping before she could really give it any thought, and the longing for Pandora hitting her square in the chest. She didn't think that this island would have been too great for Pandora in the long run, would have forced the girl to be too long without Tommo, and above it all, had a futile air to it all. Where Pandora was about opportunity, the island always seemed to deny people that, from Effy's perspective. People could do as much as they wanted, but only within an extremely limited space.

Testing the rope with a sharp tug, Effy nodded. "Friend of mind showed me how to tie knots," she added, thinking of Finnick as she looped the rope around the front bench, then began work trying to replicate the work he'd done. "Spent most of his life 'round water. He'd be better at it than me."