She likes the feel of his hand around hers; Ariel decides she instantly likes hand-holding a lot more when it's not one of her sisters or her father. She gives him another shy smile, ducking her head, before he starts to draw her nearer to a large contraption she's never seen before this place and she stares back at it in awe.

I'm so ready, she thinks gleefully, looking up at him with a bright smile. Hey, she might be doomed to a life of servitude that starts in a few days, but for now, she's more interested in focusing on the fact that Dick is nice and she likes him and he's going to show her as much of the surface as he can before she has to go.