As Adam drew near to the man his steps further slowed, until at last his pace was merely a brisk walk punctuated by steadily evening breaths. He was no longer panting when he reached the man's side, at least, rendering introductions far less awkward than they might otherwise have been. Closer, now, he tried to better assess the situation, to read his neighbor's expression and body language and judge his feelings on company. Should he show any signs of wishing to be alone, or being annoyed by Adam's presence, Adam could make a quick exit before true irritation set in.
"Hello," Adam said, a faint, tired smile playing on his lips. "I don't believe we've met. Adam Vejas." He wiped a pale hand on his black sweatpants, then extended it to this newly made acquaintance. "I've seen you around Pax Letale, I think. It isn't often I run into neighbors out here."
From the corner of his eye Adam saw something move, a solid form neither surfer nor swimmer being tossed about in the waves. He turned black eyes toward it, then quickly back to the man, not wanting to seem flighty or inattentive.