"Thats ... horrible," Marona replied softly to Karst's story. She fell silent, unsure of what else she could possibly say. It made her problems seem very small.

After listening to Alphonse's story she speaks up again, "I was just on my island, and I couldn't find Ash all day. He'd just .. vanished," she explains softly. "I .. think I fell asleep while I was cr.." she cuts off looking a little embarrassed of herself, "... and well, I woke up here."

"Read? I can ... and write. Well mostly, some words I have trouble spelling." she replies. Turning her eyes to Alphonse, she looked up at him hopefully, her eyes widening at the object he pulls out. Excited, she carefully slips her cold fingers into the pocket where she'd slipped the smooth device and holds it up, "They gave me one too, but I had no idea what it was," she says, "I'm .. not sure how to use it though. We just use bottlemail in Ivoire."

Pulling her arm back into the blanket, she fiddles with the object, managing to open it. Narrowing her eyes she concentrates on the object trying to figure out how it works. She suspects Ash would not bother with such an object, BUT in the off chance someone else might see him somehow or .. well she'll take any possibility.