For a few moments, Kate fumbled with the knot, her fingers looking for a loop or for some kind of purchase to undo and eventually she gave up and shook her head. "Unless the wind and the water are way more dexterous than me, I think we're okay." Of course, given where they lived, it wasn't entirely impossible that the ocean would grow fingers and find some weird way to undo the rope.

She reached down for her bag and hefted it onto her shoulder, settling it in the middle of her back. It was more than she was used to carrying with her every day, almost heavier than she expected, but that was part of it, she thought. Part of being away from what she thought of as home, doing something new and different.

"Which way first?" she asked, picking her way across the sand to the box and the fishing net. "I really want to see the ruins. I don't even really know what that means. It could be anything."