[He didn't know why he'd taken the woman up on her invitation to come. But here he was nonetheless, back on the beach for the second time that day.
And there he saw the older man with that dark chestnut hair, seated just mere feet from where Kira himself had been sitting with Lacus earlier in the day. Where they'd come so close to having the sort of moment together that they had always had before.
He wasn't aware that his hands reflexively balled into fists even as he started walking over to him.]