As they swim closer, the trio would disturb a ball of hand-sized fish - causing them to scatters and revealed what they were gathered tightly - a halfling in tattered imperial garb, tangled up in the riglines.

Harlock pauses at the sight, giving a glance to the others before shaking his head. There was no avoiding the fact there were casualties in the battle, but it may hit different seeing it in the murky blue. The pirate gestures to the cannons on deck as he swims towards the corpse, drawing out the knife as he does so - though he wouldn't stop either of them if they chose to follow him instead.