"Thanks," Pyrrha says. After all, her plans did not anticipate a deep dive to the bottom of the ocean. No one's expecting her anywhere at the moment, thankfully. It takes time, and Pyrrha's sure she's getting less done today than planned. Chaos, it's practically in the schedule.

Toweling off, Pyrrha mentally reviews the ships and what they tell her. It's one dive, it's one look around, and it's limited. To truly learn much, more people have to dive more times. That's the kicker, besides the marvel of the experience—the chance for knowledge.

"There's many kinds of ships," Pyrrha says, "I didn't get a full inventory, but they've been down there a long while. The one I explored more fully still has items in it that could tell us more." What, exactly, she isn't sure. There's a connection with Mariana, of course, but that doesn't narrow much. Cassiopeia could tell so much if she were here.

She shakes her head slightly. "You know what that means right?" Pyrrha asks Daniel. She knows who she thinks of when she thinks 'someone is going to have to go down there again.'