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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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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.

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

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

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

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

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

[thinkitwithguns.livejournal.com]

"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.