Moana was focused on her task, running a thick rock over what looked like fabric. She hadn’t noticed that a new person was drinking tea or that there was much else going on around her. It wasn’t until her question that she snapped her attention up.

A nervous smile tugged at her lips. "Oh, yeah." She hadn’t realized she’d lost focus on the things around her.

She pushed her work to the side, letting it sit untouched. "What is it? Are you knew?" She really should have been paying more attention. Moana was a little excited about the fabric that she was making, hoping to remake her dress before the warmer weather.