"Oh, stop it, you!" Ilia giggled, not completely faking. She was used to compliments on her resourcefulness and intelligence, and while flirting was always welcome it was never quite this persistent. She was part of the problem, though, egging him on as she had.

She sighed lightly at the new nickname Seishin was given. The poor man. Ilia was going to have to start a tab on how much she owed him for putting him through these embarrassing boat rides.

Ilia hadn't thought through just how extreme a loss of touch could be. She moved into the boat easily, but when it was Seishin's turn felt herself balking at her own inconsideration. What if he fell in the water? Would those bodies really try and drag him under? Ilia bit her bottom lip, trying to contain her worry as Seishin stepped down. Her hand almost came up to steady him, but she had already taken away much of his pride already. It was likely best not to reach out until he really was falling.

When he sat down without tipping them all over, Ilia released a slightly shuddering breath. Her voice was a little strained but otherwise she managed to force her face into something relatively calm. "Guess we're ready to go..."