"I've got nothing better to do. Dunno where I even am, or if I'm still alive for that matter of fact..." Tossing Duo a baffled but amused look as he shrugged his shoulders and started to yank at his knee, not wanting to lose his boot if he could help it.

"Trevor." He said, offering a very calloused, hard-working hand to shake, with the intention of maybe pulling himself out of the sand while holding onto Duo's arm. They looked like they had some strength behind them so hopefully, they wouldn't both end up on their asses.

"If I'd known I was gonna be taking a beach vacation, I would have worn shoes instead." He chuckled, shrugging off his heavy, wet fur-trimmed clock and tossing it over a nearby rock for now. Once he was free of the wet sand, he intended on stripping down to his small clothes and letting his many layers dry.