For Stiles' own human nose, the scent of the ocean is overwhelming, it's all he can smell. That's not to say it's not a beautiful smell, of course. And the way the clear moonlight glints off the surface of the ocean is quite the visual.

But he stays his course and follows Peter's lead, walking across the sandy shore with a small bag of their equipment, coat buttoned up to brave the chill of the night, and so close to the ocean its a little cooler than it would be inland.

"Well, we'll be here for a couple days, so if we don't find anything there's always tomorrow night." They'll show up at some point, he's sure.