[ his gaze is out at the ocean--the glow of a nearly full moon casting a silvery stripe over the quietly lapping waves of the ocean in front of them.

Once Lapis has a piece of the melon, he's pulling up a sizeable chunk for himself as well; taking a bite of it and --honestly, Lapis is right: it's way better like this. ]

Haven't done this since I was a teenager. But it's just as good now as it was back then. [ he tips his head towards Lapis--cutting her a long, soft grin as he turns his direction out to the ocean again. ]

I've gotten used to not being able to be out in the sun. But.

There are some things I miss, I think.
I bet it was beautiful out here during the day, too.