Any other situation than this? And you'd win star prize for the moss wonderful idea.

[Haha puns. He can't fault her for thinking along the right lines!

Drying it out is a no go, and they're edging closer and closer now. Hmm... Desperate times call for desperate measures.]

How about you lay low in the boat for me? Close to the floor as you can. I'll keep that mean old moss from even thinking about touching us.