Moana nodded her head. "Yeah, I think there are rocks that might be good for sitting in the water over here." She slowly moved across the warm swirling hot spring water, watching as the surface rippled away from her. She reached out her hand and began to grope for the rock. It almost looked like she was going to fall in before she found a place to sit, where the water settled just below her bust.

"Here!" She was very proud of herself for finding it.

With a wave, Moana encouraged Isabelle to step closer. "I used to love it when my mom brushed my hair. Though it was only before ceremonies when I had to wear specific styles or head dresses."