Myca nodded in understanding. They could have a little beach picnic right here among these rocks. That idea was nice. Turning back, he gestured in the opposite direction of the water. Just a walk away, toward a busy little stretch, there was a walking path partway between the sea and the nearest road that boasted many little shops and vendors: including some restaurants and food stalls. And with two of them, they could get a main course and some sweet treats to carry back to their little hideaway.