[Stays in shoes himself, but follows all the same. With her words, he gives a quick look around. There's a log a little ways away-]
That'll work.
[Smiles to himself as he moves to the log and drags it through the sand a little, so it's closer to the water's edge, and removes a towel from his sylladex to put on it. With that he glances up and over to her, glinting those fangs once more.]
Work for you too? [Pulls out his fish bone guitar.]
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That'll work.
[Smiles to himself as he moves to the log and drags it through the sand a little, so it's closer to the water's edge, and removes a towel from his sylladex to put on it. With that he glances up and over to her, glinting those fangs once more.]
Work for you too? [Pulls out his fish bone guitar.]