You slowly come to, feeling an odd sense of tranquility as your eyes flutter open. Your fingers twitch, feeling the warm sand sticking to your damp skin. The last thing you recall were rushing waves pushing you under.

"Hey, are you listening to me? I asked if you're okay." A voice rang out, coming into focus. There was a guy suddenly looming over you. He didn't look that worried, but he also didn't want to just leave your side. Ryuo then began jotting something down. "You owe me."