Trixa took a sadistic amount of glee during weekends like this. Sure, it was a little cruel, but watching the rest of the island's inhabitants flail at being in different bodies was fun for a creature like her who didn't have a regular form was amusing. The one thing she was trying to do this time around was keep an eye out for the kids, because people waking up six years old was a recipe for disaster.

Case in point, the lonely little boy sitting, apparently alone, on the steps of the compound.

"Hey, kiddo." She approached with a smile, leaving her hands in view and moving casually. "You all alone out here?"