Giorno grabbed a stone beam with his two pinchers, sighing at the work ahead of him. Normally, he'd use telekinetics to move it, given how heavy they were, but he'd completely run dry on mana. Working all day in the sun had a tendency to do that to a Granchin.
His pincher clutched one end of the stone beam after setting it down. He gripped the stone column, severing a piece off it.
Another Granchin in a suit walked over, noticing the young Giorno. "Aye, where's your boss?"
"I dunno," Giorno said with half a mind to make a rude comment. But the other crab's garb stopped the young worker. He pointed with both of his pinchers back towards the beachfront properties. "Probably somewhere in that direction. He usually leads some of us out in the water for crushing up mineral."
The suited crab nodded and placed a pearl on a nearby table. "A tip for your services."
Giorno waited for the man to leave before pocketing the pearl.
