"I'm--" Maurice startled halfway through his reply. He wasn't alone. On his hands and knees, he turned, wiping his hair out of his face, to address who had joined him in the shallow surf.

And stared.

Now, as a man who had (supposedly) just wrapped up being a vampire and having had quite a few adventures, he was not one to dismiss anything he's seen with his own eyes. However. She looked too nice to actually be something that Happened To Him.

"Wh--uh. I'm still dreamin'..." He looked sadly down at his hands that were finally the right color again. "Man." This was all going to end any second.