[Nell tries to stand as still as she can to the tugging, if anything, she's trying to not get in the way of the aid he's giving her. She gives a light laugh and shakes her head.] Not at all, really...

[A small smile, pained, tugs at her lips.] My husband and I had... Had moved out to LA recently, we made plans to go on some tours but... [A small shrug.] Life had different plans. [Eleanor looks out at the water for a moment, wondering how long they'd already been sailing since there's no sight of land whatsoever.

But then she turns her gaze back and up towards him.] So what about you? Do you sail? Or is it more normal for you to rescue people from the thing meant to save them? [Her tone is light, to make fun of her own foolery, aka do you rescue the damsels in distress often?]