She gasps and coughs out more of the seawater. Yanli shakes as the white robes are wrapped around her. She nods.

"Yes, I've...I've just arrived."

Her son. A-Xian. A-Cheng. She looks back out at the sea, over the horizon and just keeps herself from running into the water.

"How do we leave? I have--"

She turns to him and confusion crosses her features. Forehead band but it's...different than what she's used to.