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When James lowered his paddle to the left side, Cecilia got the feeling that she may have betrayed her preferred side without meaning to. She was also almost certain that there was a universally preferred way to hold and handle the oar, but for right now she could just hope to do the best she could. She looked up when she heard Neric mention her name, nodding as he briefed them on the correct way to do row as a team. It seemed like, as the behind rower, it was her responsibility to follow James' lead to the best of her ability. Smooth and methodical strokes wouldn't be the easiest thing just starting out and before she got a rhythm going. Cecilia divided her attention between her oar, James' oar as well as James himself. His increasingly smiling face looking back was a bit of a distraction, although he'd easily tell that she was enjoying herself very much, returning his expression cheerfully. Her motions weren't as natural as she'd like them to be and although she was improving slowly, she may have narrowly avoided splashing water on herself now and again, much to her quiet dismay.