Crying and gagging, Scorpius kneels on the slippery stones. He doesn't remember how he got his body upright, or how he found the strength to do it, but at least it happened, and he's shoving his arse in the face of the world. Or rather Albus', whose presence comes back to him at that moment. He opens his eyes, preparing himself to be even more disgusted by the expected sight, but the contents of his stomach, spewed onto the beach, are gone.