He pulls away and she leans after him, the movement entirely unconscious. But she catches herself, comes up short. She closes her eyes for a brief moment, breathing deep and forcing her hands to let him go. They slide down his arms to his hands. When she opens them to look at him again, she gives him a warm smile.

"How about this? You demonstrate your -- instinctual understanding of water. And afterwards, I will tell you about how I travel from Barsoom to here and back again. Over coffee?"