If Dizzy was the cheeky sort, she would've responded with a pun like 'I'm Dizzy, too!' Which would have been a rather fun response, really. But she wasn't so quick with quips, and she was far too concerned about the other man's condition to think of a response so lighthearted anyway. Emboldened by her worry, she stepped forward to the side with his good arm, kneeled down, and reached out to steady him.

"You should rest more," she said while urging him to sit. "Please, don't move so quickly. You shouldn't pass out here." Dizzy glanced around, looking for a place she could take him — a hospital, maybe — but she could see nothing but the ocean in front of her... and a strange, enormous, pulsating cube blocking most of the land behind her. She didn't expect that. The sight was startling enough to make her pause.

"We can... find help..." Her voice trailed off. "Somewhere."