"A great many things have happened in my life, Darras. We will be on this boat a very long time if you insist on hearing about them all."

Her tone is dry but beneath the surface skim of humor lurks growing frustration. She settles wrists on crossed knees, threading fingers together. The posture tilts her away from him, open, but for her arms arranged between them.

"I've put it behind me. Can't you?"