"Nah, mate. Just found it in the sand," Chris says, and he pockets the coin, as much as he wants to keep holding onto it instead. In some mental way, it's a bit like having a piece of Jal right there with him.

He knows it doesn't make any fuckin' sense at all, but that doesn't stop him thinking it anyway.

"'Spose there could be treasure round here somewhere, though. We've got dinosaurs."