Seeing that his rescuer had safely made it to dry land, Theo felt justified in collapsing onto the sand -- dropping to all fours first, then rolling over to lie on his back. Well, that was hardly the restful night's sleep that he'd sought when he came out here.
"Not the middle of the ocean," Theo protested. He wasn't that stupid. "Just ... the edge of it."
He sighed. Yeah, in hindsight, maybe not the best idea. But: "I hardly expected some dolphin to come mess with me! I thought if I faced any problems, it would be from the shore and its denizens. Which is why I was all the way out there. Just looking for a little peace and quiet."
Theo ran a hand over his hair: wet, salty, now full of sand from lying on the beach. He was a mess. He'd probably need to scam or even pay his way into a decent bathhouse if he wanted to look presentable again. And his clothes were soaked: chilly in the middle of DeepFrost, even in Torchline. "Obviously that didn't go as planned. I'm lucky you were around."
can't say good morning without lying twice
