（ they are both creatures of violence made calm. some of that calm is learned. some has been taught. she thinks, not for the first time, about coney island. ）

The guy two hammocks down from me thinks he's real subtle about （ she makes a casual, offhand gesture that's impossible to mistake as anything but what she means, jerking off. ） you know. He isn't, for the record.

（ whether it's true or not isn't what matters. she's still figuring him out, and that means prodding at him from a variety of angles. ）

Decided to give the poor guy some privacy.