"I don't know what summer's like here, but it can't be worse than... well, hot nothing."

That's the best way she can think of to describe the stillness of open ocean without weather. Ylva lets out a sigh of intense relief, and accepts being removed from Dimitri's person with perfectly cheery grace. She has had her moment of unbridled glee. "I feel alive again here. I think I would've eventually just wilted."