Zala simply summoned a spirit to take the things he bought back to his home, paying it with a small trinket. It had been awhile since he was out himself, so he decided to walk around the town more, and maybe see if anything had changed. His meandering brought him to the beach, which looked as though a confrontation had taken place. And the atmosphere felt off - While the threat had left, it couldn't have been too long ago. Of the few people on the beach, one in particular attracted his attention. A boy, sitting alone, who gave off a powerful energy. His face was unfamiliar, too, which was unusual. Giving about an arm's length of space, Zala stood behind him, "What are you drawing?"