Finally!  She was free of the man's touch.  It brought her some measure of comfort.  He began to move about, back and forth, back and forth eventually coming to a halt next to the structure he had laid her upon.  Would he not leave and give her peace?  She flung an arm out, her finger pointing off in the distance and told him to go, in the language of her father, the sea.  Then she turned her back to him, tucked her legs up and covered herself with her hair, closed her eyes and hoped rest would come and he would go.