I'll tell Nines... I can't promise anything but that.

[he realizes that some of the newer arrivals don't know this, though, so it's worth pointing out:]

Everything on the island that you haven't seen people building themselves is from whoever used to be here, though. You're living in all their broken-down stuff.

[Geir is prosaic about it, but that's potentially a very creepy thought in and of itself.]