"Hehe, yeah? I guess it's pretty relaxing here."

Sora looks out onto the water, breathing in the salty air, and if he closes his eyes he can pretend for a second he's a kid again, fishing with his Dad, Shiori on the other side of him. It's a nice thought. But he can't go back there for long, not if he doesn't want to burst into tears, and he doesn't want to do that in front of Togusa.

So he opens his eyes again and reels his line in a little more.