[Oh, Sabo, you really are a wonderful little man, and an even better friend. ♥ Perona's glad to have met you. As she steps on herself, keeping balance despite the wobbliness of the waves and the size of the skiff, her unease steadily fades away. Looking out over the water, seemingly going on into forever...it's a wonderful, almost exhilarating feeling. The smell of salty water, the touch of the air and mist on her face and through her hair, the sound of the waves... If she closes her eyes, it's almost like she's home again.]

No, I think you deserve something in return for this. [Because it's special, and she's happy to be on the water again. So Perona pulls Sabo into a tight, loving hug and gives him a kiss on the cheek.] This is all I can give right now - thank you very much, my little friend!