A line in the sand [reprise]

please just don't forget me "Me? Block your view? I say, I didn't intend to be so rude." Purposely standing in the shallows with his hands braced on his hips and a broad grin on his face, Ronin did absolutely nothing to move out of the way and make the sea more visible to Remi. It was all around them - he could just look elsewhere along the shore, right? "One would think you weren't happy to see me," he remarked, stepping onto the warm sands and sweeping his hair out of his face. Whilst their first meeting would have seen Ronin grab his clothes and strike up conversation, this time the guildmaster moved to sit beside his friend, the sun glittering off his wet skin, his brilliant eyes on the ship bobbing out at sea. "I'm even in one piece and everything," he teased, gesturing down at himself.