They go on like that for a little while, the three of them and that steady beat. And then on one of the forward steps, she uses the momentum to lean in— up— setting a single kiss to the underside of Locus' jaw, draws back away from them both with a reassuring scuff of her fingertips over Taylor's own.

"Take over for me for a second would you?" She inhales slow and steady, sitting down on the sand and drawing her legs up so that she can fold her arms over them. "My feet are killing me— remind me to never bother with heels again."

She'll leave those to Amélie.