The unfortunate positioning of Lance on Manabu's blind side means the bro-bump offering is entirely missed, and not out of rudeness! Oh, well. Baby steps to the glory of such an exchange shall be made in due time...for now, all focus is on the sea ahead and the murky lights dappled below its surface. It's so weird - an undersea pathway, a landing strip... what Manabu would give for a submarine...

He can't help but draw in a deep breath before submerging, pushing off the shifty sand to try and propel himself forward before the tide draws back to carry him along a bit further. As he had in previous dives, he struggles for that moment when his lungs feel fit to burst and the transition from oxygen to water. Weird. Unnatural. Thanks, Trench.

Once he's reoriented himself, he gets his omni out of his pocket, turning on the flashlight function and clipping it to his breast pocket before looking around to see where Lance got to, be it ahead of him or waiting up.