Erwin isn't sure what to say to that comment, but it doesn't matter, because Levi's agreed to come with him. His face brightens again - he thinks he has a few coins in his pocket, a rare enough thing because papa only occasionally gave him money to go buy something for the table or for mama, and on rare instances allowed him to buy a treat for himself.

"Great! I think I saw someone with a cart down the beach, c'mon!" Hoisting his jar to under one arm, he holds his hand out for Levi to take - and regardless of whether or not he does, will begin to walk in a direction parallel to the water. There is, indeed, because rule of fun, a vendor with a little cart of things a few hundred yards away, with meat on sticks over coals and a little cold cabinet with pictures of ice cream goodies.