He was not alone, and that surprised him. Yoshi wasn’t aware he had company watching him act a fool in the water, and under normal circumstances, the bard would’ve been embarrassed. However these were not normal circumstances at all – as they were in literal hell. Or what it felt like for the past couple of days since he’d begun scouting these lands.

Disgracing himself in front of a stranger aside, the man didn’t mind the unexpected company at all. In fact, he welcomed it, turning to him after he was done gathering himself. ”Why stranger, this is the best fun I’d ever had in these past couple of days! The sun cannot scorn me under the shield of sea water! Don’t you agree?" Did he look stupid? His coat was damp with sea water and ungroomed, so probably.

The boy before him was notably young – not a child, but rarely an adult. He wondered if he lived here, as he clearly didn’t seem as bothered by the weather as Yoshiro did...