He followed her into a boat, her enthusiasm getting to him. When they sat down, he grinned at her, and his grin died when it hit him that he was starting to like Rose a little more than he had because of the tenderness she had in her eyes for that brief moment. He nodded and then took her hand again, leaning in and whispering, "We shall see how high this thing can go. Are ye ready?" His smile returned and he squeezed her hand.