Moana couldn't explain why Maui couldn't float and she couldn't ask him about it. He was a world away.

She turned to look over at him, her dark eyes shining with the smallest thread of hope. "You think I will? That I can really do it?" That she could be the princess that her people needed, not just who her father wanted to be. Moana wanted to believe but she had nothing to assure her that it'll be alright.

Her friends were leaving one by one, the heart's light had gone out and her grandmother wasn't here.