Hell, he didn't even know that there was a party going on. While everyone else was on their communicators this morning, Touma was busy getting his cast switched out for bandages, so he can actually get some use out of his nearly-healed right hand.
Out for a stroll, dressed plainly in jeans and a t-shirt, he wasn't even watching where he was walking as he passed by the edge of the sands. It isn't until something hits him upside the head — beach ball, volleyball, frisbee, haro unit, whatever — that he even snaps out of his contemplative daze. ] Tch.
Hey! Watch what you're—?
[ Oh. Oh that sure is a lot of people.
A lot of almost naked people.
In public.
...and there are girls.
Pardon his staring. ]
(ooc: Affected! Unpredictably so, but he won't be significantly moodier than usual. Just... quicker to get from one point to another.)