"That's the best theory I've heard yet," Dinah said, eyes still closed. "Way better than the one about how the island just has a sick sense of humor." She sighed. "Well. I know I *can* do it. If I have to again." She was quiet, and opened her eyes. "And I've got great people to talk to about it. It seems to be helping. That and camping out with wolves. And hugging everyone else who got stuck over there."