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[It's the ocean! The waves are tumbling and pretty decent today, and the device is on the sand, recording a slight figure in a blue and black neoprene wetsuit catching a wave and riding it, getting in the pipe, and then barreling out the other end.

In another minute she's coming out of the water, laughing - yes, laughing - and shaking her head to get the excess water off. She moves so her device, sets her surfboard upright in the sand and unzips her wetsuit down just a bit to get more sun.

When she speaks, her accent is a touch more Australian than it ever was, with the Namibian still in the background.]

There's a fierce curl out there today; Scholar would love this, I know I'm taking as much as I can out of it. Why isn't anyone else out here?

[She flops back, then remembers why she's out here. She grabs her device.]

I woke up and the hostel I'm staying at [she doesn't remember getting there or where she is but she's sure she's at a hostel] had this huge collection of shoes, so I put them out. I figure the owners will turn up and get them, because they're not mine. If they were mine I would have given them to a charity shop, they look pretty expensive.

[She flops back again]

Come on, someone come out here! The water's grand!

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Satya?

[He leans in a little, as if he might have misheard.]

I'm Robert, and it's not a big surf town. [The hand reaching to take hers gestures first towards the huge empty expanse of ocean.] Which is insane.

[She looks a little surprised at first]

Well, yes, actually, it's Satya, but no one ever calls me that.

[But she seems to be pretty chipper. She shakes his hand and looks out at the ocean.]

That is insane. I've chased down worse swells like this on the North Coast.

Saya, then.

[He tilts his head, raising an eyebrow.]

North coast. Right. Maybe the rest of us are more Bell's Beachers. You know. Discerning.

[The comment is straight faced, ruined almost immediately by an upward quirk to his lip.]

You don't sound like a native Sydneysider. [Unlocking the door.] Want to take a look?

[She looks a little puzzled for a minute, but when he quirks his lips she giggles]

I'm not, but my brother is.

You don't mind?

I never get to show it off.

[Well, rarely, and he's just not sure how much she appreciates the place, uncursed. It's sandier than when he first fixed it up, the beach slowly coming back in, with a large trunk covered by a thin mattress at one end, boards given prime position in racks on both walls, a fridge and, hung out of the way, a hammock.]

[She goes straight to the boards and looks them over, her fingers skimming the surface]

You've got a good selection.

[She turns and beams]

This place is great. If I was ready to settle somewhere I'd want a place like this.

[Meanwhile he's taken a seat on the trunk at the end, don't mind him changing out of his running gear.]

Is that something you're planning on? [From pulling off his trainers, he looks up.] Settling somewhere? Developing a steady accent?

[She's still going over boards]

No time soon. No point to it, really.

Somewhere to pick up your mail. [He doesn't list off the other reasons. Love. Family. If this were Saya as he knows her he'd get a bemused, perhaps amused look as payment.] Does that mean you're following the hippy trail?

My dad gets my mail for now. Mostly my brother and I pick and choose where to go next.

[She turns to look at him, and smiles; but it's not an amused smile, it's a sweet smile]

I'm don't really buy into trails, Robert.

Shame. They have some things worth seeing.

[He's waist high with the wet suit by the time she turns to look, but nods toward the opposite wall.]

The middle one over there should be about your size. Your brother surfs, too?

Yeah? Which trail are you on?

[She goes to look it over!]

Thanks! Yeah, he taught me.

I've been settled for a while.

[He's been trying. He walks over to take the board down for her.]

[She takes it and smiles up - that sweet, genuine smile that isn't at all Saya]

Thank you.

Don't you get bored?

I was comfortable. [He curls his lip before admitting] And if that got a little boring, at times, I could live with that.

Come on, then, I'll show you a good time.

[Said with her board on her hip and a laugh on her face]

[He - hesitates - and there's just a flicker across his face that says something like really?, and then he laughs, reaching up to take the higher board.]

I'll hold you to it.

[When he does, she takes his hand and leads him out onto the beach]

I'll do my best not to disappoint.

[The door to the hut is left open - the beach is empty bar them and perhaps a distant dog walker, and it's not long before he's running next to her into the surf, yelling that she should go for the first one, he'll take a chaser.]

[He doesn't have to tell her twice - this is a prime set and she's diving right in. However many she catches, there's something infectious about her happiness in the water, even when she falls off and comes swimming up to meet him during a set break]

[He's just taken a dive, too, and treads water, leaning on the board to prevent it getting caught up without him.]

You're really something.

[What didn't happen, Satya?]

Aw, Robert, I hope you don't say that to all the girls who take you surfing!

[She'll tell you all about herself]

[He can't help the grin at that.]

It's been a long, long time.

Well, here we are.

[She moves up on her board to sit on it, looking out into the ocean]

I love this.

[He stretches out, one arm alongside her.]

What else do you love?