Gilded Bay and all we need is two good wheels

Niamh had been fairly quiet most of the trip back- but had been doing her best to hide her dismay. Fortunately, Tegan was the kind of distraction one couldn't exactly ignore, and she did find herself forgetting what she had to be distracted from. They made a quick detour toward the beach, and she watched his reaction; she was glad, then, that the beach was as cool as he'd thought it might be- otherwise she'd have to listen to him complain the whole way back about how lame it was. 

She moved around through the shallows, looking for a good crab- some she saw were fairly small, and she wanted something that could obviously make a lot of babies. Tegan spoke up and she trotted over, looking down to see a red crab near him. She nodded, then nudged him to step back. "Yep, that's a crab. Just...Be careful, 'cause they do bite with their feet and it hurts." She said. That'd be all the warning she gave him, though- she wasn't about to babysit his ass. "If youwant to pick it up, probably go from behind...I'm gonna try and find a nice big one."