Su Ming kept these thoughts to himself. On the surface, he was still all smiles as he slung an arm around Arthur's shoulders and walked out of the lighthouse with him. The two of them staggered toward the pier through the raging wind and rain.
Strictly speaking, the tiny pier beside the lighthouse could not even be called a berth. It was just a few planks laid across several wooden stakes, enough to tie up a small sailboat.
Arthur's father, Tom, had built it many years ago. The sun and rain had weakened the wood, and it now creaked noisily beneath their feet, a sound that could not be drowned out even by the storm.
Aquaman had done some repairs to it, but had not changed much overall. It was a memorial to his father, after all, and he wanted it to retain that creaking feel underfoot.
When they reached the end of the small pier, Arthur asked Su Ming to hold his trident for him. Then he jumped into the little boat beside them, lifted the tarp in the downpour, and took his armor from a chest on board.
It was the set of scale armor that was yellow on top and green below, making him look like an ear of corn when he wore it.
Since they were both men, Arthur did not bother hiding anything. He stripped naked and changed in the rain, while Su Ming irritably turned his head away, afraid he would get an eye infection.
Arthur did not think much of it. He happily put on his clothes, finished the liquor in his bottle, and smashed the empty bottle against the rocks by the shore with a crack. Then he threw back his head and laughed heartily.
"Ha ha! The rain may be a