[Shifts a little under him, looking thoughtful. In a way this situation is almost ridiculous, and not in the least due to the fact that he knows if it were a bit different - just a bit - he would enjoy it. Denmark above him. Coarse sand and water surrounding him. Soaked right through with a wet chill that goes straight to the bones. If it weren't for the situation - and if it were his own home, or Denmark's shores -]

[He closes his eyes and latches onto that thought.]

No. I don't.

[Hesitates, then opens one eye]

'Less it's easier on you.