Slender, webbed hands reached out from within the water, cupping a bundle of brilliantly hued shells, lost trinkets, fish bones, and pebbles. He deposited them in front of you, before sliding back under the brim of the waterline to hide the blush that slowly battered his pale cheeks.

He had been collecting offerings for you ever since you arrived at the beach-house a week ago for vacation- maybe you’d approve of them this time.