Jerrar nodded to her and finished picking apart the crab until nothing edible was left. He pushed the remains off to the side and made himself comfortable beside Kiriei. He looked at her and smiled lightly, finding her very innocent with her eyes closed. He had no reason to think she wasn't innocent, but figured that no one could be innocent forever. He set his head down in the warm sand and felt partly at home. Having heard stories about the desert from his father, about hunting in the sand for dinner, and cracking the shells of tortoises if they ever came across one. He was never interested in the sand, but finally came to realize that those stories came in handy for once.  He drifted to sleep slowly to the sound of the ocean after staying awake for a while to watch for any predators.