Moana wasn't a good representation of the sort of people that Steve will find in the village. To start, her skin was darker and her hair was wildly curly, falling to her waist now that it's unbound. Her clothing was handmade and reflected the styles of her islands instead of the scrubs that they'd all arrived in. The only indication of Moana's scrubs was the navy blue fabric around her hips that she used as a belt. If Itiiti, her pet pig had been there, it might have made Moana even more confusing.

"I don't think the village has a name." She pondered that for a moment, curling her toes against the ground as she allowed her thoughts to twist and turn freely through her head. "I call it Leai Se Mea." She held up a finger with a smile. "It means unknown in my island's language." It wasn't a secret that Moana was from an island.

"Are you new? Because this is a different realm."