Mizuki shrugs, brushing it off before turning her back around.
"Let's continue practising. A little rain won't hurt us. We can just run for shelter, or under one of those nearby trees if it starts storming while we're still out here, right?" she says, patting him on the shoulder.
Brandon remains distracted for a few more moments, staring dazedly in an unknown direction, perhaps watching something with an indistinguishable form of concern.
Mizuki purses her lips, turning back to him to try and follow his gaze in hopes of finding out what has gotten him so distracted. "I have no idea what you're looking at," she tells him, clearly confused.
Brandon slowly raises an arm out to the ocean and Mizuki suddenly realises that the screaming of the children isn't out of joy.
"Over there," he says slowly and she inches closer, her face going deathly pale, perhaps a colour even more washed out than that on Brandon's face.
