[ Oh god, Wyatt takes it back. Now this guy is killing his buzz. He groans. ]

Oh come on, it is not that bad. It's supposed to be quiet on the beach, man, and someone's always watching you. You know? It's like, the digital age, or whatever. Everyone has cameras on their phones. Being watched ain't a problem when you got nothing to hide.

[ Honestly, he figures anyone who spends their time watching his life can't have too much going on of their own. Besides, Wyatt has already been kidnapped, brought to a different world and told he's part of a war stretching across universes, so you know. What else are they going to do to him? If the sum total of his experience here is lounging on a warm beach, he won't be complaining. ]

You should relax. You'll like it better if you do.