Room 418, Saturday Afternoon

When the island was calm, Saturday were normally lazy days for Anders. He supposed this one counted as lazy too -- at least, he hadn't done anything out of the ordinary -- but it felt strangely tense. He didn't need to be particularly insightful to realize more was going on with Nathan than a bad night's sleep, but he wasn't sure how to even start asking about it.

So he stayed in Nathan's room, and tried to read a novel he kept forgetting the plot of. Eventually, he glanced over to Nathan.

"Should we take a walk?" he asked. "I feel like doing something."

[OOC: For one, please.]