Laura glances over when Derrica joins her, giving her a little smile. Derrica is one of those people with whom she can stand in silence, looking at the waves, and never wonder if she needs to say something. When she's supposed to talk is always clear - if only because Derrica asks a question.

A cheerful one, something that might have startled her in months or years before. Right now, she mostly looks shy. "You noticed."