Settling into routine wasn't hard for James, and soon enough he had the layout of the castle memorised like the back of his hand, not needing to think which direction to head towards when he walked. One thing he hadn't done yet was explore the places near and around the University, except for his trips into town to buy supplies, so on one morning, when the weather was not acting up, he left for the beach.
Wearing a singlet, shorts, and slippers, he made his way along the sand, when suddenly he heard a whistle and turned sharply towards the direction. Was it aimed at him? Noticing a woman nearby, and no one else around him, he raised an eyebrow and started over. As he got nearer, a weird sensation filled his mind, as though he was looking at someone familiar.
"Was that directed at me?" he asked bluntly, no trace of emotion in his voice, only curiosity.