"Ah, well... I admit, I haven't tried experimenting yet," Joanna says, smiling sheepishly back. "I didn't want to risk wrecking my host's property, that wouldn't be very mannerly of me. And since then, we've been doing this tour of the island..."

But this is a quiet time in it. They have something like forty minutes until the transport to the next breakfast, plenty of time to at least try. She considers, and turns towards the ocean, and focuses for a moment... and nothing apparently happens.

"Oh, I don't know! All those made-for-tv stories don't go into how the knights know what to do. It's always fraught moments, then they instinctively do it in the knick of time..." She shakes her head, because risking cutting it that close is just not at all ideal.