[An overflow of words and experiences lately made it a bit hard to sleep - or was it an overindulgence in sleep? Well, either way he was up at this hour, and where else was best to think but down by the water? He took a special pleasure in the ocean, since his world did not have one near his own country and all he had that broached this loud beauty was a river (a large one, yes, but no ocean).
He slides through the water, the ends of his robes wetting, but it doesn't really bother him. He looks up as his ears catch a different cadence in the waves - spotting Teito playing amongst the surf. He smiles and keeps approaching till he is within ear shot.]