"We're going to channel what would have been your kindergarden grades years," Rosen decided with a grin, "That should help the 'starting over' process."

Long blinked blankly, not sure if he liked that idea.

"It makes sense right?" Rosen argued against Long's blank stare, "I'll help you start over from the beginning. Theoretically I would say the beginning of the beginning but that would involve diapers and I don't want to do there," he nodded with a wise expression.

Long started questioning to himself whether or not Rosen was in any way qualified for something like this.

Rosen, oblivious, was checking out Long's sand castle. "You're really good at this stuff," he praised, "I'm not that patient."

Long didn't say thank you.

Rosen looked up at Long, "So have you figured out why you couldn't kill me?" he inquired as he wrapped a piece of seaweed around his neck playfully.

Long shook his head.

"Hmm," Rosen mused, "Maybe cause I'm so hot?" he offered seriously.

Long shook his head again.

"'Cause of my great personality?" he asked.

Long shook his head once more.

"Hmm..." Rosen mused, seeming lost, "Well, then I don't know either," he decided. "Oh! Is it because I'm your friend?" he grinned triumphantly.

Long shook his head one last time.

"You sure? 'Cause as I recall, that's the last thing you said before you... ya' know, knocked me out." Rosen replied with a raised eyebrow.

Long nodded slowly, not looking at Rosen.