Hoshi waved to Travis as he took off. They began setting up camp, but to Hoshi's dismay, some of their equipment was malfunctioning. Her tent was ruined. She considered calling Travis and asking him to shuttle down a new one, but as if reading her mind, T'Pol said, "That would be an illogical waste of resources." However, she didn't provide an alternative solution, so Hoshi had to devise her own.

"So, I guess I'll just sleep under the stars. Shouldn't be too bad." T'Pol raised an eyebrow. Hoshi should have checked her equipment before relying on it. 'Damn, I am really gonna write something up on that eyebrow. I'm getting really good at translating it. For example, this time it said 'Hoshi, you're a moron',' she thought.

T'Pol wasn't great at reading emotions, but Hoshi obviously felt like she had failed; her despondency was practically coming off in waves. She took a step toward the ensign in what she hoped was a comforting manner. "I am sure the flaw was undetectable," she said, attempting to reassure her. It worked. Hoshi smiled.

They finished unpacking quickly and silently decided that they should begin the lessons. Hoshi walked a while away to change, layering her black, one-piece suit with a t-shirt that nearly reached her knees. Walking back, she saw that T'Pol had simply stripped off her uniform, leaving her in her tank top and boy-shorts underwear. Hoshi's heartbeat quickened and she let out a small gasp. Her face flushed, knowing that T'Pol had heard her all too well. She considered blaming it on something else, like saying she stepped on a rock, but Hoshi knew T'Pol would see right through it. She remained silent.

Normally, Hoshi wouldn't dare to teach a beginner in the ocean, but the dual moons of the planet made the water smooth. Hoshi waded out, pulling up the shirt inch by inch before it became wet, yet leaving barely any of her body uncovered by either t-shirt or water. She continued until the water was just below her breasts, and then quickly stripped the rest of her shirt off, balled it up, and threw it towards the beach. The water had deepened quickly, so it wasn't a far throw to where T'Pol was standing, watching her. T'Pol caught it effortlessly, but was confused as to why Hoshi concealed her body when getting in the water. She tucked the odd behaviour into the back of her mind until she had more information. T'Pol hoped she could discover why she did that, thinking it may be connected with her strange behaviour on the bridge the other day.

Hoshi beckoned T''Pol and the tall, shapely woman began walking into the water. To most, the Vulcan's stoic visage wouldn't have seemed to change, but to Hoshi, who had spent an inordinate amount of time watching T'Pol, her discomfort was evident. Her jaw was set, her eyes wide, and every time she took a step her muscles tensed. To say something would be to insult the Vulcan's pride, so Hoshi kept her mouth shut. When T'Pol arrived, she introduced the first exercise: the backfloat. T'Pol wasn't enthused. "I don't believe this exercise is prudent. If I fail to master it at any time, I could asphyxiate."

Hoshi smiled. Everyone was afraid of floating on their backs for the first time. It was comforting to see that their resident alien was no exception. They rarely expressed it so eloquently, though. "Do you trust me?" Hoshi asked.

"What?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes." T'Pol knew that she trusted the ensign with her life on a daily basis, to not do so now was foolish.

"I'm going to put my hands on your back. I want you to extend your arms straight out from your body and when I say, gently kick your feet up to just below the water's surface. My hands will be under you in case you start to sink. Okay?"

"That is acceptable," T'Pol nodded. Hoshi slowly moved her hands to the small of T'Pol's back and when they touched, it was as if a jolt of electricity coursed through them, manifesting as a tremble in Hoshi and T'Pol's regular breathing rhythm being interrupted by a tiny gasp. However, they were both too busy with their own responses to see them in the other. After a moment, T'Pol remembered what Hoshi had instructed her to do and stretched out her arms. This seemed to pull the ensign slightly back into reality, but it was with a dazed tone that she told T'Pol to kick up her legs. T'Pol was surprised that the trepidation she had been experiencing was all but gone, assuaged by the simple contact of Hoshi's hands on her bare skin. And so, she floated.