[For Wilke] Communication is important

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Daphne wasn't specifically looking for Wilke, but he'd been on her mind in the last few days, and not in a good way, or at least not in the way she'd prefer to have him on her mind. The awkwardness between them wasn't just going to go away on its own, she knew. It was time for them to have a serious conversation, as much as those sucked to have.

When she spotted him on the beach, she decided there was no time like the present--although she did allow herself a few minutes to psyche herself up and to watch him as he moved, playing lacrosse with the waves. She smiled, her eyes running appreciatively over his body, then squared her shoulders and moved purposefully across the beach. "Wilke!"

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Wilke spun the stick in his hands, keeping the ball nestled in the netting as he turned around, smiling as she approached. He put the stick down and signed a hello. "What brings you out to the beach?"