He's quiet for a few moments, before getting up and heading towards the shore a bit more. He did see that big kayak thing that had been upturned on the beach. No one really steals things around here - a benefit of living in a safe town - so it's easy enough to head over and push it upright.

With some grunting, Makoto shoves it to the water, watching it carefully to make sure that it floats. He pulls a paddle out of the thing and starts heading over towards Chikusa, his movements a bit unsteady. He does take a bit to stop, unsure of how to, but at least he's nearby, though still tired.