It's fairly common for Rosinante to wind up at the harbor too, no matter the weather, and the carnival only held his interest for so long given none of the rides are designed with someone his height in mind. The water's edge is quieter, anyway.

But he doesn't dare even dip a toe in, especially not alone. If Law were here maybe they could keep an eye on each other and attempt to enjoy the water, but Law is busy and Rosinante is really just passing by. Still, he calls out to Stone as he sees that dragon-like head break the surface.

"Looks nice," he says, perhaps a little wistful. "Wish I could join you."