"I'm the one on a public beach," April points out as she dries off and then tugs a loose fitting t-shirt on as well as a pair of worn denim shorts. She runs the towel over her hair, squeezing out the excess water as she crosses the sand toward the other woman, a faint smile still curving her lips. Everywhere she turns there's a new opportunity in Siren Cove and while she has no idea what this woman might possibly be able to offer her, she's more than willing to put forth the effort to find out.

"Maybe I should be the one apologizing," she says when she's close. "For getting such a late start to my swim. I'm usually out of the water and long back to... well, this before now."