Oh, I believe I called myself all of them, [ Nina admits wryly. ] But I can at least assure you that my feelings were far from friendly until after the shipwreck. [ As for love? She skirts around the word. It's too small and contained for what she feels.

She gives him her attention as he tels his story and -- yes, yes, that does sound complicated. Nina gives a sympathetic wince. ] What's her name?