[While he boasted a healthy gold tinge that might indicate he was from the land of sunshine and fun, Pegasus enjoyed the shade more often. He was like a flower that would wilt if exposed to too much sun after all. Or so he might say.

He sat up slowly, placing his wine glass on the side table. Was that the only reason?~]

Mm, I see. Russian is it? I'm American myself. I'm a little more tolerant but I tend to burn easy too. Well, do you need any sunscreen? I have a spare bottle, just in case.

[He offered, pulling it from his beach bag.] Of course you're welcome to share my umbrella if you like.

[The lounge chairs were plentiful as it was and Pegasus was a friendly enough sort to allow it.]