Harlock's eye widen, as he mouths 'how the hell?' as Link demonstrates his pack's ability to be bigger on the inside than on the out, as the Elf lets out an impressed whistle.

"Folks at the Vault will want to look at that."

"Gotta watch for Sea Monsters and Sharks, the sea beasties you best hide 'til they pass - with the sharks, hit 'em hard in the nose and if you can, rotate the bleedin' idiots!" The Captain's black eyes glint with mischief as she exclaimed the last part a bit too enthusiastically. "Once inside, the big thing to worry about is spookin' an eight-legger into blackin' the area with ink and you can't tell your up from your down. there's bigger eight-leggers that like curling up in shipwrecks, but they don't come up this close to the surface. These wrecks will likely sink down, but it'll take a few days."

"Captain Keyla, everything's in order!" A ratkin calls out.

"Now, get yourselves ready dive, goggles on, since you folks don't got nice third eyelids like I do," Kelya clicks her tongue as the elf starts to cast a spell.

"Twenty minutes per dive, remember that!"

Harlock nods, as he sits on the deck railing, back to the sea. "We should try to stick to gestures once we're under as much as possible."