The closer Komaeda came to the control rooms building, the more the islands breeze turned into a constant wind. It was the same with the air, the atmosphere growing colder with each step of his feet, the direction of the wind changing from just the west to all directions. It was making him excitable, to feel changes outside that could mark reinforcements of his sudden intuition to come to this place.

As he reached the main doors, the sounds of distant voices reached him along with noises of an engine pulling tires, and louder sounds made by clanging metal. Komaeda stopped and whipped his head around in both directions, before quickly ducking inside, lest he be spotted. The doors now behind him he shuddered, the still air inside much colder than the whipping wind outside. Focusing, he took a witheld step, listening for any notable changes in the room as he did. After a quick moment of standing still he broke into a slow pace, surveying the room around him. The reason for his sudden spurt of intuition was not making itself obvious, so he came to his own assumption in place of missing knowledge.

"Is someone there?" his voice floated out lightly, carrying little weight, and probably reaching nobody in the process. He wasn't responded to, but he still thought that this must be it: someone in this room was now awake. He didn't speak again, but continued moving, choosing now to walk towards one of the nearest pods.

Once he came to the capsule he leaned over it, and met with the sleeping visage of Nidai. He said nothing, and moved on to the next one. Hanamura was still. Tanaka was as well. And so was The nameless imposter. He quickened his pace to see the others, Mioda, Saionji, and Tsumiki. He stopped in place after passing over the musician and traditional dancer, thinking he he finally narrowed things down.

"Tsumiki?" he called out, looking across to her capsule a few feet away. Taking a slow step forward he wheezed out a heavy, shuddering breath which conveyed his eagerness to confirm his hunch. The air crackled with static anticipation as moved towards her with baited breath, expecting to hear some signs of life coming from her way. The closer he came to her the more he was weighed down by the heavy silence, his strong belief in his luck beginning to waver.

Until he saw her face. Beneath Komaeda, Tsumiki was fidgeting around as she lie there with her eyes slightly opened, her warm breath fogging up the transparent screen between them. He let his index finger tap on the barrier, asking for her attention as he spoke her name in time with his taps.

She didn't even appear to be aware of his presence, her empty gaze looking right through him. All she seemed to be doing was shifting in place, as a sleeping person would do if you were to gently shake them by the shoulders. And then, her eyes shut again, as her body slowly settled back into rest.

"Hm?" he was taken aback by her return to stillness, a strong look on confusion now ironed onto his face. At first he called it as a fake out, his face hovering above hers so that he could stare her down through the heavy breaths that continued flowing from her lungs and fogging the screen between them. "I don't get it, I must be missing something..."

"Three, two, one...NOW!" at the final count Fuyuhiko let his foot rise away from the brake pedal, the truck now backing into the breaking waves of the shoreline. As the trailer hit the water with the barge atop it, Hinata and Owari were on standby at both sides, awaiting to help push the barge further into the water. As strenuous as their efforts had to be, this was the only possible way to get the barge on the water, the marina lacking any sort of machinery to lower the vessel into the water. Soda had first proposed they simply push the barge off the dock and be done, but still, there would be no way to remove it from the trailer first.

Luckily for everone, the barge was wider horizontally than vertically, letting it slide off of the flatbed once it was submerged enough. As steel met seafoam, Hinata and Owari went into action, the two of them slowly striding over to each end to nudge the vessel forwards. As they did the sound of an engine kicked up, joined by very loud convulsions as Soda manned the helm, fighting his motion sickness while he rocked gently on the waves.

"We're running out of ground here!" Akane yelled, spitting and coughing after a wave rose and smacked her in the face.

"Go ahead and...l-let go! I think we're...alright! I'm bringing it around to dock!" Soda happily exclaimed through labored breaths as he battled against his gag reflex. As he said so, the barge began to move forward at a steady pace, breaking through the waves to float on steadier waters ahead.

"Togami...Nidai...Tanaka...Hanamura...Mioda...Saionji, and...Tsumiki?" Komaeda found himself looking over everyone again, ending on Tsumiki as he did before. He sighed, biting his lip, the nurse was still unmoving, laying as if she were a corpse. "Is this not why I'm here?"

Sighing again, he grabbed at his empty sleeve and pulled it to his stomach, his phantom limb creating sharp pains with every bend of a finger. Komaeda stood in place, thinking things out as he waited for the pain to subside.

He was becoming frustrated, even if only slightly. More often than not, his strokes of luck were clear and obvious, so the idea that the reason for his "lucky intuition" was alluding him left him pretty irritated.

"I guess I'll look around." he said to himself under his breath, taking one last pass over Tsumiki before walking about the room. He began inspecting everything around him, scrounging up nothing save for junk and machinery, none of it screaming 'this is why I am here'.

"What are you doing." he froze, his lose grip on a printed document faltering, the stapled papers floating down to land on his shoes. Forcing a lump down his throat he shakily turned his head to the right, peeking over his shoulder to greet the person who had caught him sneaking about. He was a little relieved, though, to see that particular pair of red eyes.

"Kamukura! I mean, H-Hinata! Sorry about that." Hinatas eyes quickly darted around the room before falling onto his once again. Hinata was soaking wet, beads of water still clinging to the strands of his hair, his pants squishing with every small movement he made. "Ah! I'm not doing anything you wouldn't condone, of course! I mean...would you believe me if I told you I was here for...intuitive reasons?"

"What would intuition have to do with you turning the place upside down?" Hinata questioned him, slowly circling the pods as he approached.

"Um...well...I." he stammered, not wanting to tell him, yet knowing that to lie would get him back on Hinatas bad side. "I'm not really...looking for anything in particular. When I got here, I thought one of them was going to wake up-"

"Who?"

"Tsumiki! Y-Yeah, Tsumiki...her eyes were open, she was tossing and turning...then she just stopped." after the quick rundown Komaeda watched Hinata approach Tsumiki, thoroughly examining her before looking back to him.

"Okay, listen," Hinata started, stopping to walk over and grab a plastic bucket hanging from a hook on a nearby wall. "I'm going to be gone for a bit, to go scrape my clothes off of the airfield. I'll come back once I'm cleaned up. Until then...you watch her like a hawk. Alright?"

"Alright! I mean, yes. I can do that." Hinata was a bit surprised at his enthusiasm, but wasn't willing to take the extra minutes to question him about it. He nodded to Komaeda, and then turned to walk away, a brisk pace carrying him away. Once Hinata reached the doors, he turned back before taking his exit.

"Nagito. I can trust you with this?"

The Ultimate Lucky Student froze, his beating heart going into double time. In his head, Hinatas voice rang with the same question over and over. To be considered for such an honor...how exhilarating! His heart started beating even faster, excitement atop of excitement winding him up, while not trying to tell him just how happy he truly was in this moment. He couldn't help but let a bubbly laugh escape him, his head nodding up and down as if it were on a spring.

"Yes you can! You can trust me!" Hinata didn't appear to care about his odd enthusiasm, only returning his wide smile with a curve of his lips. They both waved eachother off, an intense burning in his chest igniting once Hinata had finally left. He raised his now clenched fist, and slammed it onto his chest. All he had to do now, was hope that nothing would go wrong. He had to make absolutely sure that he didn't mess this up for himself.

"I guess I really am here because of my luck. I just hope I can earn your trust, all of you."