Within minutes of stepping onto the island, Tatsuo is glad he wore his cheap loafers instead of any of his sneakers. The shoes are quickly waterlogged, and Tatsuo only keeps them on out of a preference of not stepping on anything sharp. Any other time, he might just take them off and go barefooted, but with all the hustle and bustle of trying to shore up the island against the oncoming ocean, there's likely nails laying about.

Since Tatsuo doesn't have the engineering know-how to help construct the levee, he sets to work filling sandbags. It's nice monotonous work that doesn't require much thinking past noticing when the bag is sufficiently full. Just what he needs right now.

Once he's made a decent pile of sandbags, Tatsuo checks with one of the villages to see where some might be needed. Location obtained, he lugs the sandbags into a wheelbarrow. A little help would be nice though.

"Hey, can you help me load these? I need to take them to the pub."

When he finally grows tired of making sandbags (or maybe when his back starts protesting against all the repetitive motion), Tatsuo goes to check on how the dives are going. Only to find a dog peddling seaweed.

One very uncomfortable transformation layer (GILLS. WHY GILLS.) and Tatsuo is diving beneath the waves. As the underwater Recolle comes into view, Tatsuo wonders just how many of these alternate Recolles there actually are. He takes his time exploring, remembering what Zee said about needing something from down here. There's a lot of 'down here' to look through.

It's not until he reaches Tribunal Terrace that Tatsuo thinks he might be heading in the right direction. He's not seen anything like the large creatures before, and that usually means trouble. He keeps his distance for now, just trying ot observe the creatures before he gets closer.

Noticing someone else nearby, he jerks a thumb at the large creatures, as if to ask 'what is up with that?'

As the darkness of the subway tunnel gives way to the lights of another subway platform... Tatsuo has to hold back a laugh. Tribunal Terrace. He can't exactly remember the last time he saw this platform... but he's about 95% sure this isn't the 'right' one.

"Okay, who wants to take bets now. Did we just circle back to our own Tribunal Terrace, or have we ended up in yet another version of Recolle?"