Neil had been taken to a large dressing room, where Indra clapped and over a dozen servants took his measurements, washed his hair, and put swimming trunks on him, all at the same time miraculously. His bride-to-be waited outside for him, the servants hustling to please her as much as anything, regardless of how they handled Neil. 

He was practically shoved out of the dressing room, but as per his style, he had managed to grab a pair of sunglasses off a rack. Indra placed her hands together, delighted at how he looked. Neil was delighted at how she looked too, in her two piece red bikini with a translucent sarong around her ample hips. He wished he could enjoy it more, but he still had last night in his head. 

"Let's go," she said, grabbing his hand. "I want to show you the beach." 

"Whoa whoa, wait wait," he said to her, keeping grounded. She looked back at him, confused and curious. 

"You do know your parents want me to marry you, right?" 

"Yes...?" she said. 

"That's not our custom on my planet, so...we should take it slow. Ok?" he asked her, gauging her reaction. She seemed to sober, looking down and nodding. She pulled him to the side of the hall, looking around. "Look, Neil...my father needs me to be married. I suggested you because, well I like you. I like you, and you wouldn't use me...would you?" 

Neil sighed. "No, I wouldn't." 

Indra smiled. "Let's go. You'll relax more on the beach."

Spoiler warning, he did not relax more on the beach. Rather, seeing Sayeeda flirting with Saxon had his blood boiling, though he tried not to show it as Indra showed him to her parents and walked him up and down the beach. The worst part, other than the obvious, was that if this was any other time he would be enjoying her company. What's more, he had a feeling that Junebug knew she was annoying him, and he knew he needed to get some energy out. 

"Do you guys surf?" Neil asked Indra when they sat down next to her parents. Her mother raised an eyebrow. "Surf?" 

"Yeah like, ride the waves on a board?" 

"Waveboarding?" Indra asked, and Neil theorized it had to be the same thing. "That sounds right. Do you guys have a board?" Neil used to be one of the best surfers among his group of friends back on Fortus. It was his natural agility and his lack of self preservation that really helped him on the waves. Indra seemed ecstatic to watch him surf, and once he got a board it took him no time to make it to the water. To think, 10 days ago he was on a desert planet thinking he would never want to see the sand again. and now he was running across the sand to leap into the ocean. 
[@Penny]