"The sun is cruel today. You will burn." His soft voice insists, trying to push the seal pelt into your hands. To protect yourself - as he's decided today it's very, very necessary. So much so he's been following you around the beach. He— they— can't wait any longer. Today has to be the day he cements your marriage.

You and Nikto's friendship has grown a bit over the past few months - as much as it can when you only ever see him at the beach. Always with some sort of fabric covering his face. He only ever shows up when you do, none of your friends have mentioned an odd man donning a mask at the beach. Despite the heat being insufferable, he insists a pelt is the best solution.

"It is a gift. Пожалуйста. Take it. It will help."