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Will winced a little as she buried her face against him. Something inside his shirt poking at him cause of it. Still he said nothing of his discomfort and just stood there. Eventually he put a hand on her shoulder in a comforting gesture.

"Because I don't think you're a quitter. Everyone else goes through heartbreak at least some point in their lives, and everyone feels like giving up. But in the end, giving up will just cause more regrets and more pain. I don't want to see that happen to you."

There was a sigh and Will put his other hand on Kofuku's other shoulder and gently pushed her away. He had said that, and he stood by everything he had said earlier.

"That doesn't mean I can't be your friend, and that's why I care. Friends are supposed to care for each other, right?" He smiled a little and then took a step back. He didn't want her to get the wrong idea after all.

"Even if you don't get it right away, at least think it through." He paused, "So how about the beach? Time's a wasting."

Will blinked once at the squeeze to his hand, figuring it was an appreciative gesture and simply smiled in return. When she mentioned forgetting her sunscreen though, he fished a small tube of it from his pocket and tossed it Kofuku's way.

"I brought some, you can use it if you want. No need to go back with a sunburn if you can help it."

With that, he led the way back to the boardwalk and to the beach.

Will rolled his eyes a little behind his visor. "No, I just don't see a lot of sun." He held out his pale arms as evidence to this fact. "Living underground kinda does that to you. And believe me, they make it higher than that." He'd seen 100 SPF in the stores before, but that was a bit too extreme. He kept his pace slow as she hopped around trying to get the sunblock on.

Will was quiet as he pondered this, simply letting her talk as they came upon the sand and started walking across the beach. Despite the crowds, there was just something soothing about the crisp sea air and the sound of the waves against the shore.

"Paintball?" Will asked uncertainly, not entirely sure how open he was to that idea. "I've never played before, actually."

"Oh no, I've heard of it," Will replied as she started to explain. "I've just never played it, that's all." He rolled his shoulders in a shrug. It was just one of those things that he had never tried. One among many really, but then there was only so many things that a person could be good at or have time to try.

He chuckled lightly as she then started commenting about the sand. "Well, sand is different depending upon location and geography. Sand is made from rock, shells, and other debris that are broken up by the surf. Depending on what its made out of determines the color and consistency. I've seen beaches with black sand and even green sand."

Will smirked, "It sounds weird but its real. Its made from a stone called Olivine." He then rolled his shoulders yet again. "I don't really know if there's beaches like that around here or not. But maybe so."

Her question drew a raised brow as he turned to look at Kofuku. "I probably will someday, but I don't really know when for sure. The green beach I saw was actually pretty far from here."

Her request drew a small smile from Will as well. "We'll see." The red head putting his hands in his pockets and humming a light tune to himself as he went. The talk of the green sand beaches suddenly had his mind far from there, bringing back memories.

However, Kofuku's next words suddenly snapped him out of his reverie to look up at the sky just as a rumble of thunder sounded. "I guess I should have checked the weather forecast. We better get back to the car before it starts raining."

And indeed, several of the beach goers were already starting to pack up.