It happened after a weekend he doesn't remember much of. Everyone's ages had been switched around and he'd spent two days trying to figure out where his mum was and making faces at the fish in the aquarium. That morning, he'd woken up to find Peter, and Olive had found Chris in turn.

It was fucked then, and now it's only gone and gotten worse, hasn't it?

He's pretty sure he's known Olive the longest out of everyone he knows in Darrow, but there's still stuff he's never told her. Mostly 'cos Chris knows how it'll turn out: probably the same as it did ages ago when the island made him tell Claire about it.

"'lo," Chris says, and he doesn't bother trying to smile when he looks over at her, "It, um... looks like Peter turned up."