'I want to get married at sea!' She said, and flung her arms wide, as if she were trying to express the enormity of the idea. As if she were trying to encompass the sea itself.
'I see' he said. He handed her a multi-coloured ball of wool. 'What's this for?' She asked. He just shrugged (a jerk of the shoulder and head slightly to the left) and said that he thought she might like it. So she took it, and as she turned to walk away (always turning to
go away, always, always, always) he tucked the end into his pocket for safekeeping. So he could always find her.