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She shifted, standing to turn then sit again so she was straddling him face-to-face, arms resting gently over his shoulders. "Did you bring sunscreen?" she asked, touching her nose to his. "Because I'm perfectly protected and if that's the question, I did take care of all that."

Cass moved his hands back to her sides, trailing her own hands up his arms before she leaned into press her lips against his. He was sure being handsy for being so anxious on the water. But he was also being sweet - which was fairly normal for him. When she pulled away again, Cass rested her forehead against his.

"You can lay me out on his boat however you like and I assure you I'm not going to have a weird sunburn on my back tomorrow. But, if you have sunscreen you'd like to be extra careful with, by all means."

Cass would later note that a boat was a new place for such things. Sometime after she pulled her shorts back on.

"I'm actually surprised you were OK with that. OK for that," she said, brushing her fingers through her messed up hair to pull it back into a messy half-bun. She'd been so certain he was going to be a bundle of nervous that she hadn't expected him to be up for much else besides holding her for comfort.

Though he'd definitely held her for comfort.

Once she had her shirt back on, Cass did the most awkward walk over to start pulling up one of the traps they'd set. As it breached the surface, she held it up by the chain, turning to how Marcus the 12 or so crabs inside.

"Well, two more traps to go and we're already off to a great start." After a great finish. She was practically glowing. She always did when he was done with her.

She looked back at him with a grin. "I'm good at a lot of things. You're a wonderful helper as well," her heart fluttered a bit and she mentally punched it. Stop that. No need for that. "For you I'm sure this whole boat is a horror scene."

Setting the trap down, she nodded slowly. "I'll help measure. They need to be uhh..." she pulled out her phone (thankfully she still had service) to double-check her information. "Are these blue crabs or a different species? Can't keep females either way, but if they're blue crabs they need to be at least 5 inches from spine to spine. If they're Jonah or Rock crabs, doesn't matter, just can't keep females."

Cass held up the chart of the types of crabs so Marcus could compare. She was pretty sure they had a little bit of a mix in there.

"Also only Blue Crabs have the 30 max. The other two are 50."

So much crab.

She should have known that the promise of nearly 80 crabs (that was a lot of crabs, good lord), was going to become the best thing that had ever happened to him on a boat. Crabs in first place, Cass in second.

Cass laughed, handing off the trap so he could go through it with the ruler.

"Well then, I'll leave the other traps to get more crabs in them then. Sounds like we're going to be here for a while."

But she couldn't think of any better company.