"It all will," Eden says. She looks out over the trees at the skyscrapers visible a few streets away, and she doesn't know how to feel about any of it. It's her time to move on from the island, she knows that, but it still doesn't feel quite real, being somewhere else again after so, so long there. In a city filled with people, she could lose herself a little until she felt ready to handle all the changes, but here, she feels alone again. Only her cat acts as a real anchor, despite the few familiar faces, and that's enough to nearly make her laugh. "But that's life, right?"