Cinnabar walked along the water's edge, carefully spreading their weight over a sheet of mercury so they wouldn't immediately sink into the soft gemstone sand. The waves felt pleasantly cool as they rolled over their ankles. Hopefully any poison left behind would be washed away and diluted by the ocean within a few hours.

"Well, nothing is jumping out to attack us... and the water isn't too cold. It might even be safe to swim, if I knew how."

They looked up, squinting against the sunlight. Despite themself, Cinnabar was actually starting to relax. It might be nice to come back here with a beach umbrella, a good book, and some ice cream...

"It looks like Spark is coming back, but I don't think she found any snacks."