Stars above, at least the Augur fixed people before it dropped them in the ocean. Though, perhaps, this is simply a means to allow the people arriving to reconcile their memories and their current state more easily. None of the wounded seem to be anything actually grave, even if they claim otherwise.

It's interesting. And distressing. Maybe even moreso that he's starting to think in the strange computer logic that these beings that hold them captive use.

Not that any of that means a damned thing anymore when Lorenz registers just who has swept in to assist behind him. He goes still, turning to watch her go to work, utterly unsurprised she doesn't immediately recognize him. A year on The Island has changed him a great deal, his violet hair now falling to his waist, his clothing fitted and lacy, a blend of modern materials and a sensual twist on his usual extravagance.

His already considerable height only enhanced by the tall stiletto heels on the leather boots he wears makes him a difficult figure to miss, though, so after that first spell is cast he is rushing over to take her hands in his, squeezing gently.

"Marianne... I-" No, he doesn't have any words right now, there'll be so much to explain shortly here but first? He just pulls her in against his chest and squeezes her tightly.