Moana’s name sake was the sea and she was proud of it. The sea was someone she respected, just as she respected the earth and the sky. They were friends and if treated poorly would rage against you.

"Esther is a beautiful name." She remarked with a smile, her dark eyes watching the fish cook while occasionally flicking over to look at Tina. It was difficult to have her attention divided but she didn’t mind. She liked talking to people, learning about their culture and their history. It was fascinating. "She sounds like a good Queen." Moana remarked with a warm smile.

She began to fan the smoke from her fire, pushing it away from where the fish rested. It would taste like the fire and the leaves but there was a balance that Moana was trying to reach.

"We have a lot of legends on my island. My favorite is about the goddess of life; Ta Fiti."