Finally, Hershel isn't the flustered one! He really can't help a little more teasing, he's sorry (not really.) "You seem a little flustered, Heiji, are you sure?" And have an apologetic look, he knows man, he knows the flustered. "I'm glad you have her as a friend at least, and she has you. You're both good people."

"Oh, okay, maybe you should-" Hershel started but off Heiji went. "... put on your pants." He sighed to no one, at least he brought his jacket. He leaned back, wondering what Heiji was up to now, stirring when he heard Heiji approaching again.

"What are you-" He glanced over, eyes widening a moment before he couldn't help but start laughing, trying to smother it with his hand. Poor Charley, even now his corpse was entertainment. Maybe it's his frayed nerves but Hershel laughed a little longer than he probably should have, shaking his head as he finally calmed. "Ah, so this is the beach experience. The uh, the scenery really makes it something special."