[It's a downright cold place, this, in the way it feels. Not so good for defence, either. But it's quiet, and that's what he needs right now.]

[He'd been walking along where the steep cliff met the sand. Now, he decides to go down to the water. Stops just above where the waves lick at the sand and drops his bag. Wraps his arms around himself and looks out.]

[He doesn't notice that anyone else is nearby.]