Aqualad silently watched the sea. This is where he came to think, the steady hum the ocean sang was calming to him. Calm. Something that he desperately wanted now a days. It was ironic really, all those times he wished to be treated like he was a member of the league and now he was practically the leader of the new one. The responsibility was almost crushing, but he wouldnât let anyone know that. His head turned as he heard someone approach him. âWhat do you need?â he said with a bit of a snap in his voice. Aqualad shook his head realizing the tone of his voice. âMy apologiesâ his face softened up a bit from the stiffness, âIs there something that I can assist you with?â
Zatanna sat next to the Atlantean in a way that lacked any kind of grace whatsoever. She enjoyed the serentity of watching the ocean, but for herself, peace was found in cities, on tall buildings where she would listen to the ambiance that reminded her of New York, and let herself become fascinated with the many lights that would often be an indication of life. She would always wonder about those lights and the people behind them, it would help distract her when required. But right now the Homo Magi wasn't sitting by the sea to find peace, she was sitting there because she was somewhat concerned about the male sitting next to her. "No, I don't really need anything right now, thanks though." Zatanna let her eyes fall on Kaldur, observing his actions. "Is there anything I can help you with?"