Zelda pushed lightly to move the rudder and watched as the skiff slowly turned to the right. The cloud she'd picked, a fluffy one that wisped off at the end, slowly changed position in the bright blue sky. She beamed, pleased she had figured it out.

There was the matter of Erik's body, hot and solid behind her, but Zelda tried not to let it distract her too much and if her cheeks colored, it was from the bright sun. "I think I'm beginning to understand it, if only a little."