[...how. How is it that Evie has wound up in the company of a serial swan worrier? She's suddenly extremely glad Jacob's not here, he might get ideas.

She is very grateful not to have to crash into Desmond and skids to a halt herself, looking at the tub of water and then Desmond himself with a look of incredulity.]

You're not serious, that's only going to make them angrier. We need to make ourselves look as big as possible to intimidate them into retreating.