Rose shook her head slightly. She usually had really crappy balance, but the three skiing lessons she'd taken last year were paying off. "I don't know how to do this, either," she said. For some reason, she felt like she was talking to one of her pissed off brothers, even though when her brothers were pissed off, they were nothing like this. Anyways, Scott wasn't pissed off. "But we're already here, so what's the point in leaving? You might not get the chance to do this again." That sounded really sappy, and it tasted like something bitter that was smothered in sugar when it came out of her mouth. Usually, that taste meant she was lying, but in this case, she was telling the truth.