They returned to Mariven Port the next day with the others.
Xavier had agreed far too quickly when Trafalgar brought it up, which alone had been enough to make it feel like a mistake. Bartholomew only came because Cynthia decided he was coming, and once she said that, there had been little point in pretending he had a choice. Zafira arrived in a much better mood than the night before, even if she tried to hide how quickly it returned.
By the time the five of them reached the beach, the sun was high and the sea had taken on that bright, almost blinding color only deep water managed under good weather.
They did not stay near the crowded parts.
