You said you'd accept it as an apology for trying to drown you. I don't appreciate you throwing my efforts back in my face, you know - I might even ask you to fight me on the beach, later, if you really want to reject me like this.

[ He's teasing, of course, tone light and careless. There's a few people lingering nearby, trying to get at the stalls, so he does the nice thing and steps out of the way enough they can squeeze on by.

Idly, he wonders if maybe he should have also changed into something more fitting for the occasion, but he thinks that dressed as he is Shell looks especially defenseless and finds himself not minding missing out on his chance to change clothes for the festival. ]

What brings you down here, anyway? Last I heard you said it was too hot to be outside.