A man sits atop some rocks near the glowy star-rock covered shore, the sun is rising and many seagulls surround him. He scratches gently under one's chin, they all seem to be fond of him. The waves crash lightly, spraying bits of saltwater everywhere.

You stare a few feet away and the seagulls seem to notice you, some flew away causing the man to look up at you "Oh, hello- Am I in your way?"