She floated along behind him more slowly, letting the fish swim away in fear and trepidation. Thankfully none of them seemed threatening and the barnacles were entirely normal sized around here, so the worst they had was a jump scare. Still, just in case, she had a harpoon at the ready when she started to swim down into the substructure, turning on a little glow-light to shed some light, any light in the depths.

This place was incredibly gloomy within, the whole thing looking like it was down here for an almost indeterminable amount of time. Most of the furniture and tables were toppled, half-rotted. Barely any light showed within and the bioluminescence didn't come into this place. Every motion had a way of causing shadows to shift, even though nothing actually came out.

It was... unnerving.