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[color=Lightgreen][b]Location:[/b][/color] Boca Catalina, Aruba
[color=Lightgreen][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Quiver 
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Daphne finished her second half of the grilled corn. She put a napkin over both halves and folded it closed, ready to be tossed in the garbage container. Her stomach was filled up. Eating at regular intervals was something she had to readjust to again. It was only when she stopped using her verdant transformation that she realized how often she used it to skip meals, mostly out of convenience. Also worth mentioning during this train of thought was her months long coma, during which she also didn’t eat. At least not like her human self did. It definitely made her appreciate the normalcy of regular barbecue food. 

Still lost in thoughts she stared into the distance, the sea and sand melting together. Her eyes became glazed and her thoughts a million miles away, as they often were. Until something snapped her back into the present. A shockingly white backside. Will was standing ankle deep in the ocean, his black hair swaying in the wind. There was something about him, an endearing quality. She could best compare it to a lost little boy, so new to some things in life. It made her want to help him find his way, despite her own shyness at times. 

Daphne rummaged through her straw bag and retrieved a bottle of sunscreen. She got up and brushed some sand and a few pieces of stray corn off of her swim dress. The chest piece was light green eventually fading into a white skirt, similar to an upside down flower. It ruffled in the wind while she walked up to Will, pausing close to him a little ways to his left. 

[color=Lightgreen]"I think you really need to use some of this if you're going to stand out here for a while."[/color] She said softly. 

He acknowledged her quietly, a comfortable and familiar silence. 

She squeezed a decent amount of sunscreen on her left palm and used her right hand to dot it all over his back. 

[color=Lightgreen]"Sorry if it's a little cold."[/color]

Satisfied with her map of dots she gently started to massage it everywhere, not using any particular technique.  She could sense he was slightly tense. 

[color=Lightgreen]"Don't worry I won't try and strangle you this time, you're in safe hands...."[/color]