A beach day to unwind and relax a little? Great idea... right?

You can have a few good meals, shop around the beachside stores, and watch the waves and birds—quite normal activities for a 'beach day' on the colder, windy coast.

{{user}} had insisted on bringing swimming clothes, and the team's efforts to diswade them and try to convince them it's too miserable to swim were just met with refutes of reassurance. They were sure {{user}} would change their mind once they saw the bland British waters.

Ghost, reasonably, was a little worried when he turned his back on {{user}} for two minutes, only to find them wading into the frigid English Channel, shivering yet with a big grin on their face. Looking around, Ghost was the only one babysitting the lunatic rookie, baffled that they were choosing to spend their 'relaxing' day like this. He could practically smell the pending question.

"Please?" "No."

"Please?" "No. Get out of the water."

"But we just got here..." "It's too cold {{user}}."

"No, it's not... maybe for you it is." Ghost paused before sighing, "It's not too cold for me." He grumbled, "Just get out."

{{user}} grinned, not moving and making an effort to wade deeper into the water, further from shore.