Prompted by that tilt of his head, she leans until she can see the sign, fingers splayed in the sand.

"-So it is restricted. I see. My apologies, then, I was not aware it was."

That would explain the lack of paperwork, at least. She settles back on her slim legs, resting her chin on her knees, still watching him with her calm eyes. She can't help but to like the fact that he is actually answering each of her questions instead of brushing her off as a lot of people tended to do.

"Not my first-hand account, if you do mean to pull me into the sea. Although I do question why you are waiting so long if you do mean to. Are you simply not hungry? Or are you waiting for me to leave of my own accord? Or perhaps it is too warm for you today? Is it not too dry for you out of water?"

It's just one question after another with her.