Ned, for whom none of this is a new, steps into the water just as tentatively as Daneel. He lets his feet adjust to the temperature before walking out a little further, and so on and so forth, until he's in up to his knees. The waves are larger than he'd expected, crashing into him on the way in and dragging at the backs of his knees on their way out. He bends down, scoops up a handful of foam from one of them, notices that a few buds of kelp are tenaciously making their way up around his feet under the water.

He turns to look back at Daneel, asks, "Are enjoying i-" but he is cut off when a wave that was rather larger than the ones before it slaps against his back, soaking him up to the shoulder-blades. Ned is easily able to keep his balance but the shock of the cold water makes him involuntarily - and very loudly - gasp. "That was really cold," he complains, breathlessly, "I didn't realize it was gonna be this cold, it's never this cold where I'm from." Then he breaks into a laugh, because despite the discomfort, it is rather funny, isn't it?