They'd had glass-bottom boat cruises in Hawaii, and during the time Katchoo had spent there with Emma they'd talked a lot about going on one and never had. So now here she was, tucked into a corner of the boat with her hands clasped and her elbows resting on her knees, staring down into the water quietly.

She wasn't glaring or rolling her eyes, and she wasn't grumbling at people or about them.

Just there, quiet and thoughtful, staring down into the water.