Stavanger Bay Bikini body

He didn't see the incoming stranger that appeared in his blindside, but he felt the tension in the air turn up a few notches all the same. It wasn't until he spoke that Mordecai found himself halting suddenly and by then, Larkspur had firmly pressed herself against him to tremble. He brought his gaze around to take in the sight of the other, but it was brief before he adjusted it to somewhere in that general vicinity out of respect.

"Going home," was his simple answer. "It wasn't our intention to draw so close to your border." Blame it on the sea salt, the weariness, whatever; all of them sounded like excuses that he wasn't ready to hand out until prompted. If anything, he hoped that their deference would earn them a safe passage to steer clear... but anything was bound to happen. It wouldn't have been the first time someone had ever taken offense.