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The hell was that sound?
Splashing? It seemed to be a little early for anything to be going on, not too much past morning. Souda's cabin had it's back to the shoreline, sure, but he didn't think he'd be hearing anything at this time. It hadn't exactly woken him up though... with everything that happened recently he hadn't been getting much sleep. Already getting bags under his eyes. He decided to investigate though, building up whatever courage he had, even though it wasn't even dark out and his sense of 'early' was a little bit skewed, so there wasn't much of a point to that.
The mechanic moved out of his cabin and down to the shore, squinting his eyes at something that seemed to be moving around in the water. A whale? Nah, WAY too small for that. Someone out for a morning swim? Could be Akane, she had a lot of energy for this stuff. Thinking that must be it, he raised a hand and shouted out, waving his said hand to try and gain attention. If, well, the bright neon outfit wasn't enough to notice.