Dancing with another person is always better than dancing alone. They fall into sync, one to the other to the music of a song that keeps playing breath to breath, heartbeat to heartbeat.

However long they stay in the sand eventually they make it to the water right. Matt ditches the shirt, the glasses, all of it to the safety of their blankets and belongings. "Are you going to keep the hat and sarong?" He hasn't dashed off yet to the water but he finds himself to be oh so excited for it.

Swimming without it being a watery escape from danger. Imagine.