Two figures linger by the sea in the late Mediterranean light. Their bodies are relaxed, still shaped by the water they’ve just left. One looks outward, the other turns inward, as if holding a thought or a memory. Between them there is no hurry — only salt on skin, heat in the air, and the quiet understanding that comes after a long swim. The sea behind them is calm, not a backdrop but a presence, holding the moment steady before it slips away.