Drizzt also welcomed the darkness and the calm of the beach. The rythym of the waves was soothing, and the darkness so far from the city was an ease on his eyes he loathed but welcomed, his eyes shifting from the natural to the infrared spectrum, the beach and the gently rolling waves coming into clear focus, illuminated by the residual heat of the sun.

It was how he noticed the figure in the distance. It took him a moment to recognize her, brief as their first interaction had been, and he wondered if he should approach, apologize for startling her. It didn't take long to deliberate. He would approach calmly, but not stealthily, hands raised slightly in surrender.

"It is a calm night, is it not? Please, don't fire."