"Found myself?" That has her tilting her head to one side, but after she gets past the slightly new-ageiness of finding herself, she shrugs. "I suppose I must have since I don't have any intention of sinking and being lost in any sea."

It's one of those moments - more common than they used to be - when the steel in Zoe Kattalakis is clear as the day and shining like a sword in the sun for the instant before she sheaths it in sweetness once again.