[ Minato wanders over to the dead hearth. No tinder or kindling in sight... Looks like this island is being serious about making them work. Did they even have any flint available? ]
Yeah. Nothing here is real.
[ But it feels so real, including the gnawing hunger in his stomach. ]
...maybe there's fruit somewhere in the forest.
[ He can't fish, but surely he'd recognize some fruit native to the island? ]
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Yeah. Nothing here is real.
[ But it feels so real, including the gnawing hunger in his stomach. ]
...maybe there's fruit somewhere in the forest.
[ He can't fish, but surely he'd recognize some fruit native to the island? ]