"How did you possibly guess I might like to go to the beach?"

Mat's grin only broadens. He hops off the wall and grabs his instrument, slinging it back over his shoulder and very much not chuckling at Wilhelm missing his shot.

"Never got to, before I came here. No ocean anywhere near where I lived, just the rivers and ponds. Which were nice, but nothing like the sea."

Which technically he has seen back home, now, but he was hardly spending any leisure time on the shore. This afternoon is going to be all leisure time on the shore.

"If there's one of those stands with drinks, I'll buy you one. It's a good afternoon for a drink."