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Hel is outdoors, sewing a new glove for herself. It's fairly hard to miss her, if nothing else. She always welcomes those who would speak with her.

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"Yeah, but like. You obviously don't have to spend all your time there," he says.

"Milliways or there." Hel says with a shrug, "My options are limited."

"Like I said babe. Any time you wanna like, check out someplace warmer? Just let me know. Kay?"

Hot babes should not be left to mope about how not-hot they are.

"Should you be around, I shall." Hel agrees.

She doesn't tend to mope. She has things to learn.

It looks like moping to him. But Xigbar's the kinda guy who likes to have fun, no matter what he's doing.

"Cool."

Hel is the proverbial still waters running deep.

With sharks in.

"I'm gonna go catch a wave," Xigbar says eventually. "But we can stay as long as you want, kay?"

Not like he has any pressing business elsewhere right this moment.

"Enjoy." Hel says, nodding, "The warmth, well. Tell me when you need to leave, because I have all the time in my world and the warmth is amazing."

"Will do, babe," he replies, as he strips out of his leathers, leaving only the loudly colored swim trunks he wore under them, and pulled his (compressed) surfboard out of his coat pocket.

Hel settles down on the sand, spreading her cloak out for something to sit on, and turns her face up to the sun.

The sun slowly crosses the sky, and Xigbar catches wave after wave, as the tide slowly creeps in.

By the time the sky is red, the surf is washing Xigbar up near Hel's feet.

"You are quite good." Hel says at one of the points where he ends up nearly on her foot.

"Thanks, babe," he replies with a broad grin. "Still having fun?"

"I am warm, and in the sun." Hel agrees, "It is fun."

"Cool," he replies, before heading back out to catch another wave.

It's not fun , but it makes him remember fun, and sometimes, he needs that.

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