"We're on the outskirts of town, kind of. Far enough from city center anyway that there shouldn't be anyone to bother us." Cain helped Vash off the bike if he needed any, and took the two of them over to a large patch of grass. The ocean stretched out before them, endless and glittering in the late morning sun. The city was behind them, the gray of buildings easily viewable still.
"Weather's not bad... I know I don't like enclosed spaces if I'm feeling on edge." Ocean wasn't much better, but he recalled Vash liked seeing it.
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"Weather's not bad... I know I don't like enclosed spaces if I'm feeling on edge." Ocean wasn't much better, but he recalled Vash liked seeing it.