Kaylee has to remember to hang on, because she's really leaning over to see what the whir is and how it's going to look when it works and whether the machine is as healthy as it looks...

But then she's on the Eavesdown docks, and there's a parasol, and she has to find passengers.

Kaylee sighs, and sits down on a deck chair, propping her feet up and grinning like anything.

It's a good day for meeting people.