She nods, just a tiny movement, because yeah. That. But she doesn't want to give the idea any more validity than it already has; she doesn't want to start seeing her friends here as rivals or prey. She's seen where that goes.

She grins at him, at that huff, and bounces a little on the balls of her feet so she can feel the sand all over again as her soles touch down. "Nice, right? This is part of the experience, you can't miss out on it."

She leads him down a ways, shows him how their feet leave brief marks in the damp sand, how good the dry sand feels after the chill of the wet.

"Yeah, it's a lot like this. But if I made the Enclosure show my home, there'd be a big smoggy city behind us, and people crowding the surf. Sometimes I miss it, but there's nothing like a private beach."