"Probably. Wanting anything too much is a weakness. Especially something so uncertain." Her tone is matter-of-fact, but there's a note of frustration creeping in through the disappearing gap between her jaws. She doesn't want to know; she's now even more sure of that.

"I'll think about it."

She drops his hand and rises, careful as ever not to unbalance the boat, and moves to take over the line. "Let's get back, we've enough for dinner."