Re: Natasha R / Bruce B
[Bruce heard the jet coming, but didn't bother to get up. He'd woken up on the sand, feet in the water and laying on his back, like the Hulk had sat with his toes in the tide and let himself relax to look at the sky. There was no debris around him, no one hunting him or pointing guns at him. It was peaceful. Which was maybe why it hadn't seemed quite so important to hurry back.
The jet's been quiet for a few minutes when he hears the soft shift of her feet in the sand of the beach, and he looks over his shoulder. Only a little nod acknowledges that she's there before he's looking back out over the water.]