Bastien had been delighted to earn a further invitation from Ronin, especially given the man's notice that he would no longer be returning to the Hollowed Ground. He had few close friends that he'd count among his ranks and did not want to lose another. Besides, he thought it was a good sign, after Ronin's journey into the depths of grief.
Happily arriving across the beach, sandals held in his hand as he enjoyed the sand on his feet, he waved at Ronin. "Hello! Wow, this is beautiful, ah?" Bastien gestured out to the sea then sat next to Ronin in the sand, going to clap him on the shoulder and pull away, pausing when he saw the drawing. "And you're even drawing! A true paradise. It is good. You know, there is something I could ask of you..."
