Wayne moves to wrap his arms around Harvey's legs to heft him up, waiting for Crichton to start moving to follow suit. At least the hall would be gone in another blink, depositing them on one of the beaches in the island chain where the landscape is mostly broken up. Up on one little bluff something squirms just out of sight.

"Alright, over here-" As he sidles toward the edge of the water to be able to swing the body into the ocean.