"Oh, definitely. But most of those have been looted already, usually by the people who sank them." Pirates are resourceful, after all. "I don't have a lot of experience on sunken ships, just floating ones." But he at least knows where a lot of things are normally kept, provided they haven't shifted around.

"Exactly." He pushes through the hammocks as Dabi points out the chest, nodding. He nudges it against the wall so it won't go anywhere and pushes off the other wall to give it a solid kick. The metal snaps under his boot, the lid of it floating open and revealing...

... Some more statues. And some stones covered in text that... well, he brings out his omni again, peering at the artifacts. "... I can't read this." It's not Eorzean, and the few words he knows of the Hingan dialect don't match up to this, either. He scoots over so Dabi can take a look - maybe he can read it?