"Even I could go for some gelato right now." The waves crashed on the white beach sands beyond their set up, filling the air with wet salt and seaweed. Even amongst the private beaches, it could be easy to ignore the smell of the sea and focus on the unique scent of Italy. The sun burnt down as if it could dry up all the waters in the land and yet the country had somehow achieved a balance between the utter heat and constant sea.
Bitsy sat up and looked from Halle to Orion in curiosity. Her green eyes sparkling in the sunlight. Picking up another roll, she stuffed it in her mouth as she stood up. "I'll be over there.' She pointed to the small dip in the sand that had left a tide pool and scampered off.
Orion narrowed his eyes for a moment before rolling them. she might have been young but she could read people better than trained government agents. "I'm not sure I want to know what she sees," he laughed. Orion picked up one of the dolls and studied it as if looking for mechanics. "I wasn't actually going to go into the city, but if you two want some good pasta I could be talked into it."