[Jeremiah latches on to that playfulness in a heartbeat, his own eye sparking in the firelight as his smile widens. It's the most infectious thing in the world, tapped right into curiosity, anticipation, the momentum built.]

There's only one way to find out.

[It's then that he slows his movements, loosening his hold but not yet releasing Abel, scanning the area around them instead. The few paved sections on the beach further back from the water are still crowded enough with booths and people that they're not ideal. Jeremiah follows the line of the walkway as it curves around, hard to see on the other side of the bonfire from where they are but looking promisingly empty.]

We should have even ground over there. [The hand on his back pulls away to gesture in the direction he's looking. He's got no intention of releasing that hand in his other one, not yet.] I don't care for the extra challenge of sand.