She didn’t really know she said something not everyone would be able to put into words and so she didn’t know how significant this would be to the man. This had been a part of her life since late childhood when she started to understand that if she learned more she would be trusted more, so she learned, watched, and mimicked. But she did get her words across to him and she shrugged, the oar lifted a little. “Sometimes one needs another perspective.” She said in a tone that said to him ‘think nothing of it.’
She was glad when they got the oar to its destination, she was already getting tired... perhaps from being sick and riding... or both. She did her best to hide it though and let her oar move to the ground where she gently let it go; Wow, and people use these to get the ship to go?” She asked. She had seen a rowboat work before, she actually went on a ferry that used oars to get across the great lakes. It made her wonder how anyone could use this to get that huge ship to go through the water, just walking it was hard and she knew how much thicker water was then air, and how when she gave herself the courage to swim... which was rare and always in the shallows, but she still knew how hard it was to swim than it was to walk. “I don’t envy the wolf who has to do that.” She murmured quietly but loud enough for Vasiliy to hear.
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