[He waits until Kravitz speaks to roll onto his stomach, moving a hand to flip his hair up and over his head. It falls down from the movement over his shoulders, to the sides of his waist, and he tucks a bit behind his left ear to stop it from obscuring his eyes.]

I mean, not many people end up out here. Figured if somebody came by, they might’ve been thinking it’d be quiet.

[He brings up his right hand through the hair falling over that shoulder, twirling a finger into a stray lock of it before meeting Kravitz’ eyes again.]

Guess there’s enough room to share. If you’re, uh, really attached or whatever. I mean, just a lil corner of the ocean. What’d you come out for?

[Something that’s immediately going to become less important than him, he thinks.]