As he walked upon on the sand, chilled by the dawn, basking the morning sun, in the corner of those galss blyes eye, caught a glimpse of a cross legged girl... Though he hadn't seen her face, he didn't know her but... He was pulled, she sat on the sand, the waves washing up on her, with nothing but a faint sob to be heard.

He walked over, not wanting to startle her, he cheered out

"The sunrise is, captivating, isn't it?"

A warm smile plastered on his face, as if mimicking the sun. His hands behind his back, keeping a fair distance between the two.