[That was the hard part. Sieglinde leaned over his head a bit anxiously, glad that this sort of carry meant her face wasn't easily visible, because these sorts of things were somewhat like a trust fall, only you had only met the person yesterday so you really didn't know at all. Still, he manages it, so she... tries to relax and act like she hadn't doubted at all.]

Very good, yes.

[It had been a while since she'd been this tall- Masamune usually carried her in his arms, and he wasn't the tallest of men, (not that she was disparaging his height!), so she took the chance to look around, towering over the Nalawi... Back on track, Sieglinde.]

You may touch my left knee, if you can control the desire to wander.

[What she meant was that she'd feel better about her perch with a bit of an anchor, there, but phrasing had never been her strong suit.]

Let us head to the tide pools at the beach- we shall begin with instructing the fishermen.