“Damn,” Frustration didn’t even begin to describe how he was feeling as he caught himself on another man, gripping firm arms automatically to keep himself from pitching face first into the sand. “Sorry,” Letting go quickly, he held up his hands placatingly, “Still uh – getting used to being on land. Been awhile.” That was a complete lie – this was his second time on land ever and he he absolutely hated it. Nevertheless, he knew better than to say that.
“Name’s Derek,” He offered his hand now, when it seemed clear he wasn’t going to get into a damn brawl over it – there was no telling in this place, unfortunately.
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