Duck holds out his closed fist. He doesn't say anything. Just waits. If Rose holds out her hand, Then her fiance gently drops something in her waiting palm.
It's sea glass. Specifically what appears to be something ceramic. Rounded by the ocean, but still so vibrant. It had blue rose pattern on it, and it was a decent size.
The look on his face. The glint in his eyes. The wag in his tail. He was proud of himself.
Rose is confused at first, but does hold out her hand. Then she sees what it is, and her eyes widen.
"It's beautiful... where did you find this?" she asks, hugging him tight.












