Faye shrugged when he refused the taffy. Rather than putting it back into her pocket, she unwrapped it and placed it in her mouth. There really was no sense in letting good candy go to waste, after all, and it was likely to get all mushy and gross if she left it in her pocket for too long.
"Huh?" She asked first, responding almost immediately to the confusion his question created. "What, because we've been split between islands?"
Her expression skewed as she considered that option. Why would it be a problem? Nobody was dead. The island hadn't yet caved in on itself. Why should they all mope around miserably because of a simple separation? There were even video-based communications, now... As far as she knew. It didn't cross her mind that a lot could have changed since the last time she checked the network.