Kallen had originally thought Fanny would take him to a cemetery, but instead, she took him to the seaside.
"The captain helped me draw up his death report. According to the report, his body was blown apart, so there were no remains to hand over. But I didn't find a cemetery to bury him in, either. I cremated his remains."
"And scattered them into the sea?"
"Mm..."
"That's nice."
"He said he liked it wet. I gave him what he wanted."
"Why do that? The mood was perfectly fine."
"I don't like this sort of mood. It's dull. What, sit by the sea with you reminiscing about my ex-boyfriend, then borrow your shoulder to lean on, and then we get a room at a nearby hotel, or just do it right here on the beach, with him watching to spice things up?"
"Sigh."
"Don't sigh. If you really wanted to help me set the mood, you shouldn't be holding a soda bottle while I'm holding a bottle of liquor. How am I supposed to get anywhere with you like this?"
"I have to drive."
"Heh." Fanny draped an arm over Kallen's shoulders. "Let me introduce you. He's our new teammate. On his very first mission, he got the person he was protecting pregnant. Impressive, right?"
"I didn't. Don't listen to her nonsense."
Fanny began drinking, one bottle after another in the sea breeze. She must have had a good tolerance for alcohol, since she still showed no sign of drunkenness;
Kallen slowly drank soda to keep her company.
After a long while, Fanny spoke again. "Sometimes, I really hate not having any missions. Once I have time on my hands, I can't help thinking about all sorts of things, and it makes me very uncomfortable."
"Everyone's like that. It's all