Wen Xu has a boat now. He won't shut up about it. Wen Xu has a boat and for some blasted reason Wen Qing is on it.
Well, Wen Qing is supposed to be on it. She's being frogmarched onto it.
Because Wen Xu gets hideously seasick.
It is not half as funny as it sounds.
"Cousin!" He says, beaming from ear to ear. "Do you like my boat?" He sweeps an arm out and almost knocks a crony off the side.
"It's very boat like," Wen Qing replies dryly.
Wen Xu laughs and yells to his captain to push off.
She spends most of the boat ride holding his hair back and making sure he didn't fall off the side.
No wonder he'd stopped bringing girls he wanted to impress on these jollies of his.
She pats his back as he retches unhappily over the side.
"You know no one will think any less of you if you give up the boat thing. You're clearly not getting used to the ocean."
He moans unhappily.
Perhaps Wen Xu was right, perhaps the ocean _was_ pretty great.