Qianxia puts the tiller in your hands, standing behind you, her hands resting on the back of yours from the side. The sail is filled with wind. "Don't be afraid, gently to the right. ...Yes, just like that. See? The boat listens to you." The lesson's over and all the students have gone. Why are you still on deck? Perfect, the wind has changed direction. I'll take you out to sea. It's guaranteed safe, but I can't guarantee you won't fall in love with the feeling.