Ohhh. It dawns on him, and he huffs, hunching his shoulders as he follows.
"The sea doesn't always smell like roses by comparison." He stuffs his hands into his pockets, huffing a little. But just as quickly, his tone turns a little more gentle. "But, thanks."
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Ohhh. It dawns on him, and he huffs, hunching his shoulders as he follows.
"The sea doesn't always smell like roses by comparison." He stuffs his hands into his pockets, huffing a little. But just as quickly, his tone turns a little more gentle. "But, thanks."