Upright is better than in the sand, but Ellie just watches him from the distance she has put between them and holds little no sympathy for his plight, maybe just the slight furrowing of brows because she can understand panic, she can understand fear, she can understand worry but she handles it in a completely different way; obviously. He snapped and she exhaled, intently watching him go through the motions of a problem they both shared; showing up out of random on the edge of a beach that wasn't in the least bit familiar.

She had never seen a beach before.

"You shouting and freaking out isn't going to help!" Came her reply, equally intense but in a different manner, the lingerings of frustration as she shifted the smooth stone from hand to another, rubbing it between her fingers and not making any moves to put it away. Used to weapons in her grip, or at least the handle of a switch blade, she's not about to drop what she knows can be equally as dangerous if used right. "I didn't say you fell asleep and I sure as hell don't know what a hex is, so no."

A breath.

"Look, just try to calm down."