Raine didn't shudder, but it was a near thing. She'd already known Earth was a much larger planet; surely the landmasses were correspondingly larger, even if thirty percent of the surface was all they occupied.

She let what was unsaid sit between them in silence for a moment, death and oceans and the inevitability of both, and the understanding that she would do everything in her power to keep him from the former; the only concession given to those at the moment was a brief squeeze of his hand. "I don't know," she admitted. "I'm hardly about to seek out everything nautical. I suppose if the matter comes up again -- which I'm aware it's likely to -- I won't hide the problem from a friend, but beyond that..."

It seemed nonsensical to simply inform her friends, one by one, about her trouble. It could be dealt with on a case-by-case basis. "Objectively, there might be some merit to careful exposure, but... frankly, I'd prefer to avoid it." That was a decided understatement.