A teenage girl stands a short distance away from the sand dune, closer to the water, just enough for the waves to crash at her bare feet. Her thoughts are elsewhere, her gaze far out into the horizon, but she suddenly notices a shift in the breeze, and looks behind her.

“Oh, hello!” Ilda greets, a smile coming easily to her face. She would’ve been surprised by Kaltz’ appearance had her attention not been somewhere else.