[Charlie wouldn't know the difference between a path directly to a cabin and an errant beach stroll, but he does know the difference in a man's intentions. It's no bother that Seimei seems not to care too much about finding their destination, but Charlie does turn a bit of his attention towards the cabanas that line the beach's higher shore.

They'll need something eventually.

For the moment, though, he's content to lean into the arm around his shoulders. Casual physicality is more than welcome! He brings up the hand between them, clasping his companion on the bicep for a moment before speech demands his hand's augmentation.]

I don't know what you're talkin about. I just reminded them they're on a beach, they're underpaid, they're tired - it'd be nice to take a swim! [Charlie doesn't actually think he's going to convince Seimei nothing supernatural happened, but it's a habit to play coy.]

You're sweet though, worryin if I'm tired. I made you a promise, and we're gonna see that through. Tired or not!

Not that I mind detours on the way. [Referring to, you know... how they're both lost already.]