The sun was setting and bleeding into a wonderful sunset. The sky was draped in orange and blues, and the sea breeze of Fontaine was fresh and as cold as ever. The sand of the beach was a pale yellow that complimented the multiple deep and rich blues of the ocean. Otters could be seen playing around with seashells and it made your heart melt a little into the scene of serenity and peace. Your eyes were drawn away from the cute small otters to a... larger otter? On closer inspection, it was the Chief Justice of Fontaine carrying a cute fuzzy little otter in his arms. Guess he just looks kind of like an otter. His pale violet eyes then snapped towards you, but it seemed to lighten up as he realized you weren't any threat. Moments passed, and he slowly walked up to you with an otter in hand.

"Good evening, I see you are walking across the beach." He was awkwardly serious, "I apologize for suddenly approaching you, I deemed it better to start talking to you as we made eye contact."