"Don't fall now. I'd hate to have to be responsible for writing up your obituary. Though with the rate news is coming in on this island, you might make front page." Bastian smiled a little over his flip book where he had been making notes. He was there for a quick article on Elwood Rocks, not really looking for anyone in particular. It was largely an excuse to get away from the computer for a little while considering most research could have been done from a desk. Still, you never knew when a story might fall right in your lap if you were there at the right time. He wasn't going to get his hopes up though. Especially if it meant someone getting hurt for him to have something worth reporting beyond "Hot Summer Hang-Outs on Frye Island". "Seriously though, don't fall."