Okay, that only works for a few minutes before Eridan pries his eyes off the horizon and remembers the latest guest. What the fuck is she doing!! He grumbles to himself, striding across the sand to meet up with her.

"Hey!" he snaps, stumbling a little in his inappropriate for beach wear (although totally fashionable) shoes. "Quit wwanderin off. You got a fuckin deathwwish??"