D: "M..mhmbl.." *A few small bubbles were trickling from Dorra's blowhole as she was forcefully kicking her tail to dive through the flooded tunnels.*

--The last airpocket really is far away.. Hope the next shows up soon.--, the dolphin lady thinks while her clicking sounds echo from the rock. She uses her echolocation to assist her navigation when the consistent glow of the marking on her forehead is not enough.

Confidently she pats the net she wears around her waist. It contains a number of oysters - the reason she is diving in here - as well as a few utensils to help her on this so far fun and thrilling adventure: A stopwatch, a short, transparent hose and a stretchy plastic bag.

Said stopwatch beeps once which it does every minute, tracking the time since her last air pocket. It's currently at four minutes. Dorra can feel the effect this has on her...*

L: As she swims, Dorra would begin to hear some somewhat distant sounds: Bubbling, whining... Sounds of someone struggling to hold their breath. While their source isn't visible yet, they're certainly up ahead, and can't be all that far away.

D: *Dorra doesn't have ears to perk, but she can hear this very well in the water nevertheless. It comes from a tunnel she had not planned to take - not that she has a map of this place or anything, she just sticks by a right-hand rule - but the sound worries her.

--Someone may need help!-- *Swiftly she heads that tunnel, albeit on the way she hesitates for just a moment.* --Oh well, i really thought I'd be alone today, hence why I went nude..--. *She thinks, looking down at her own curvy form. Her female slit is out in the open, albeit reasonably subtle for now.

Nevertheless she continues quickly.*

L: The sounds become more clear over time, and before too long, she finds who's making them: A feral raven, who looks quite lost and is seemingly about to panic. A wing is pressed to their beak to hold it shut as they frantically swim, but bubbles of their stale air continually rise away anyway. They don't seem to notice Dorra just yet, facing away and too concerned with their struggles.

D: *Dorra's eyes widen and she gulps.* --Oh no, they indeed are in trouble!--, *she realizes and quickly swims up them.*

--I don't know where the next airpocket is, but it gotta be close.--

*She touches the raven's shoulder to take their attention and smiles with her dolphin beak in hope to help them calm down.*

"Hold onlbl!", *she bubbletalks albeit that costs her a little bit of air from her blowhole.*

L: "Ablablh!" The raven jumps some as Dorra first touches them, bubbling in surprise at seeing someone else here. With a view of their face now, it's clear the raven has a purple blush.

Continuing to hold their beak, they quickly nod at Dorra - paying no mind to her nudity right now - and hold onto her, hoping she knows of a nearby air pocket.

D: *Dorra gently helps holding a wing of the Rawen against her chest to be secure before she starts kicking her tail forcefully.

She heads back to the main tunnel.

After a little while, her echolocation tells her that there is an airpocket further down, but it's at least a minute a way, if not more!

Worried she tilts her head to look at the raven on her back.

The stopwatch beeps to signalize the fifth minute underwater.*

L: The raven is shivering from their intense need to breathe, laying their beak on Dorra's back while pressing their wing on top of it in the hope that'll help. Still, bubbles continue getting loose regardless, their blush now beginning to slowly turn blue as they desperately try to keep holding on.

D: *The cetacean soon realizes that this poor soul is going to drown before they can reach air and it's unlikely that she can give them CPR since she cannot breathe efficiently from her mouth after all.

--The bag! I meant to use it for myself in an emergency but it may be perfect for this!--

*Suddenly she stops swimming and swiftly turns around to face the raven. She places a hand onto their chest for a moment in hope to calm them down again before she reaches into the net at her waist and pulls out the clear, transparent plastic bag.

Skillfully with her flippers she holds it above her head in line with her blowhole.*

"Iblaibl wibll giblgvle youblu sbloblmerbl oblf my air. Plurblet yourbla beablubk ibn herblre to breagblthe!"

*She was bubbletalking loudly, freely exhaling her air and her chest deflated lightly while the bag inflated.*

L: The raven's eyes go wide at the sight of Dorra's selfmade air pocket, and they quickly nod, sticking their beak into the bag and gasping, deflating it a little. "Haaah! Hah, hah... Th-thank you..." By the sound of their voice, it's finally clear they're male.

His blue blush gradually fades back to purple as he catches his breath, then red. While the air isn't entirely fresh, the raven very much appreciates it regardless.

D: *Dorra had exhaled well over half their breath and that makes her lungs burn a fair bit by now. Yet she manages to suppress convulsions for the very moment.

Gently she helps hip to slip the bag all over his head, allowing him to rebreathe that increasingly stale air and at least not drown hopefully.

Then she points at the tunnel, signalizing to head on. She offers him her dorsal fin to hold on though.

Dorra's chest gives a first heave though as her diaphragm tenses and she covers her blowhole with a flipper for a moment.*

L: "If you're sure you don't need this air yourself..." The raven lets Dorra fit the bag on him, and he breathes somewhat normally in it, the bag expanding and contracting. It's clear this is his first time safely breathing while technically still underwater, as he somewhat nervously holds the bag in place with one wing just in case.

With his other wing, he holds onto Dorra's fin, hoping he's not going to need to breathe from the bag for all that long.

D: *Despite the strain, Dorra can perceive the airpocket more clearly now. It is not the biggest one, but enough for a short recovery.

The convulsions of her chest grow worse. Her firm breasts bob up and down due to that and while the raven on her back can surely not see it, Dorra's female folds are becoming puffier. He may notice her bring a flipper to her abdomen once and a shudder goes through her body just a moment after.

Nevertheless there's finally the air surface sparkling above them soon! Only about two feet in diameter though.

Dorra swims up rapidly and a fountain errupts from her blowhole before she gasps.*

"Hahha ahhh.." *A mildly purplish shade had appeared on her pink face.*

L: Feeling that shudder, the raven looks down at Dorra in concern, hoping she's going to be okay... But, he's relieved to see the approaching air pocket become visible.

Upon surfacing, he quickly removes the bag so he can breathe properly, his slightly heavy breaths calming further. "No way I would've made it back here on my own... Thanks..." For the first time Dorra had seen, the raven smiles a little.

D: *The cetacean pants a bit and smiles in return at him. Her face turns back to pink but then she blushes a fair bit as well. She certainly is hiding something regarding her abdomen. She decides to distract by talking though.*

"Am happy to have helped you. Glad you are okay! My name is Dorra by the way. Am just here to uh.. find some oysters."

*She says, looking in his eyes.*

L: The raven does briefly look toward Dorra's abdomen, but her distraction works as planned. "I'm Glenn. I kind of wish I had a proper reason to be here, with how bad things had gotten there, but I'm just exploring... Ended up getting lost as well." He sighs, a little embarrassed, and looks at Dorra's bag of oysters. "You look like you've been doing well in here, at least."

D: "Oh I see. This place is, well, not ideal for non-aquatic avians.", *she replies with a chuckle.*

"Nice to meet you though, Glenn! And yes, the water currents let many oysters grow here. Airpockets are quite scarce however."

*While saying this, she looks around. The one they were in was not full on claustrophobic, but surely would not last all that long as it wasn't teller than little over a foot.

"Am assuming you do not have a plan how to get out?"

L: "Yeah, no idea how I'm gonna leave, so hopefully you know. Don't exactly want to just drown or wait until I suffocate in this little air pocket..." It finally occurs to Glenn that Dorra is entirely nude, and while he doesn't say anything, he blushes quite a bit.

D: *Dorra chuckles softly and nosebumps Glenn's beak.* "Nonsense, I won't leave you to suffocate here!"

*She says, looking in his eyes. Her hips twist a bit and a hand goes to her crotch.*

"So.. I have been feeling a slight current in this tunnel all the time. That means there gotta be an exit! Fear I have exhausted the air-pockets on the way here a fair bit, so it may be better to go forward, what do you think?"

*She asks panting a bit as the air is starting to feel slightly stale.*

L: "I think you're better at this sort of thing, I didn't feel any sort of current... If you think our odds are better if we just keep going forward, then that's what we'll do."

Glenn is starting to breathe a bit more heavily as well while the oxygen is being used up, though it doesn't seem like he's noticed any change yet.

D: *She nods slowly and smiles softly. Then she reaches into her bag and draws the hose from there.*

"I have brought this to help myself on air that's trapped in crevices beneath the ceiling. I don't have a beak for that leke you after all."

*She explains and demonstratively slips one end into her blowhole right in front of the raven. She flinches slight from that but then he would see how she inhales and exhales through the other end of the hose she holds in her flipper.*

"If you need air while we swim.. I may be able to help you this way..."

L: "Clever... That can't feel very good on your end, but I'm pretty sure I'll be able to breathe through that."

Glenn begins looking nervous as he realizes the air is getting warmer, and he's slowly needing to breathe more heavily. "W-we should probably get going soon..."

D: "Mhm, I have gotten somewhat used to it." *she adds after the removing the tube and rubbing her blowhole a bit with one hand.

She nods at Glenn's remark but then sighs softly and he may notice a slight blush spreading on her face.*

"One last thing.. uh.. just in case.. Well, you should know, when I run out of air, I tend to feel a bit.. frisky.*

*Her blush intensifies and she looks down at herself.*

"But it helps me last a bit longer. So please do not mind if you see me.. well, do something appropriate in front of you..."

L: Glenn blushes at that as well. "I, um... I sort of get like that sometimes too. A-at least it won't be quite as embarrassing, since it'll probably be both of us doing that eventually, heh..."

D: "O..oh?" *Dorra is certainly intrigued even if still quite shy but she nods slowly.* "Please do whatever you feel comfortable with.", *she adds but then starts taking long, deep breaths.

As much as she'd love to talk about this more now, they had to hurry.*

"Lets .. go!" *She said before filling her lungs one more time as far as she could. The airpocket shrank just a little bit while her chest expanded.*

L: On cue, Glenn starts deeply breathing as well, not affecting how much air is in the pocket quite as much as Dorra due to being smaller than her. "Y-yeah, I'm ready... Nervous, but ready." He holds onto Dorra's dorsal fin again, taking and holding one last breath.

D: *The pink dolphin swiftly starts swimming after closing her blowhole and resetting her stopwatch.

The glowing of the marking on her head was again illuminating the cave ahead of them albeit not very war.

Those tunnels seemed like infinite, leading them oh so deep into the underwater cliffside. And it was deep too since some portions were skewing downwards.

Whenever the path would split, Dorra stopped for a moment and Glenn might notice how she could tell the way - the thin frills of fins on her flukes and arms were waving lightly, catching the weak current of the water.

While calmly posing like this, one could surely get a good view of her smooth, nude body which she was not attempting to hide anymore.*

L: Glenn tries his best to keep calm so he uses as little oxygen as possible, his cheeks puffed as he looks at the tunnels ahead.

Occasionally, he does look over Dorra's body when he gets the chance, blushing as he does. He's somewhat glad she doesn't seem to care about being nude, as simply looking at her is making for a good distraction from his slight need to breathe, at least for now.

D: *After each of these short breaks, she resumes swimming, heading them further through the system. Her stopwatch first beeped once, then twice and also a third time.

There is no air pocket in sight either though and the dolphin girl looks back at you with a hint of worry.*

"Mhmbl?"

L: Glenn's looking nervous by now, little bubbles occasionally leaving his beak. "Mmgh...Mm..." He's still trying his best to stay calm, but it's getting harder for him to manage that.

Nevertheless, he's still able to hold his breath without a ton of struggle for now, though that's slowly beginning to change.

D: *Dorra can't help herself but find the raven quite cute the way he is pushing himself and tries to be strong. She leans in to give his cheeks a few gentle nudges with her slightly softer 'beak'.

She also places a flipper onto his chest for a moment before she resumes swimming fast. They have to make it out of here!

Time keeps ticking though. The stopwatch soon signalizes the fourth full minute.*

L: Glenn smiles at Dorra's nudges, though he soon returns to his nervous expression.

By the time the four minute mark hits, the raven has a wing covering his beak again, laying it against Dorra like he had last time in an attempt to keep it shut, though bubbles occasionally leak out regardless.

D: *She gulps lightly when she notices the struggle increasing and for ten seconds or so she swims faster just to get them closer to whatever goal there is.

She soon feels that this only burns her oxygen though as the tightness in her chest reminds her that she is still an air breather too.

--I have to help him.. And breathing a bit will feel good for both of us.--, she thinks while she stops at another crossway and draws the transparent hose from her net again.

Now it is flooded, making this a bit riskier but Dorra pinches one end shut while she inserts the other into her blowhole.*

"N..nwgl.. gbl!"

*She chokes for a second until she loosens the other end and air flows through the tube which she offers to Glenn quickly.*

L: At first, Glenn is worried by the choking sounds, but he's relieved that Dorra hasn't started drowning.

Only once he's offered the tube does he realize he hadn't practiced with it before... Without any other option though, he holds his end with his wings, puts it in his beak, and when he thinks he's gotten it right, he tries to breathe through the tube.

D: *Luckily the material is quite flexible. Would not be easy to seal it perfectly with a sturdy avian beak, but it might be doable.

Dorra slowly starts swimming again while she carefully exhales more of the semi-used air from her lungs.

This time she does not offer her blowhole anymore though, instead she wraps an arm under his wing to swim together chest against chest.*

"M..mh.. glurgbl.." *When possible she tries to inhale again, needing air herself too.*

L: Glenn slowly, carefully inhales from Dorra, his lungs relieved to get a somewhat more fresh breath into them even while still underwater.

He blushes as Dorra brings him to her chest, now getting a very good view of her bare breasts... Despite the rather serious situation, he starts to find himself slowly getting aroused.

Once he feels the suction from Dorra's attempt to breathe from him, he returns the favor she'd done him, exhaling through the tube and back into her lungs.

D: *Dorra smiles with some relief when the precious air is passed back to her. Her heart is beating a bit faster when she looks into the raven's eyes and she knows it's not just the thrill of the peril causing that.

Having been able to relax her diaphragm is somewhat soothing but at the same time the breath she receives is even more stale than it was before.

Yet she manages to suppress convulsions for now.

A hand wanders down along her body though and Glenn would surely feel the shudderthrough her body when she touches her crotch.

Her face clearly shows a blush from her shyness but there is a very mild tint of purple in that.*

L: At a roughly equal level of oxygen to the dolphin, Glenn now has a subtle purple tint on his face as well, but he doesn't seem too bothered by it.

Just able to see what Dorra's doing, and finding breathing back and forth with her oddly hot, Glenn's cock begins to poke from his slit, though not yet enough that she's likely to notice.

D: --Nhh, where is the next airpocket?.. or an exit.. or anything?.. I.. I cannot resist..--

*Soon after the stopwatch beeped for the sixth minute, Dorra's movements become more erratic. 

It's less because of the oxygen deprivation though. It's rather that she feels like she's humping in the water while swimming!

Almost as if panting, she keeps exhaling short breaths through the tube and there are some.. particular noises from the aquatic girl.*

L: Glenn's breathing is speeding up a little as well, and by now his cock is fully erect, pressed between Dorra's body and his own.

He moans a little despite himself, but makes no attempt to pleasure himself, still trying to focus on preserving the limited oxygen between him and the dolphin as his purple blush slowly becomes less subtle.

D: *Her eyes widen a little when she feels something pressing against her abdomen and she looks onto Glenn's eyes. A smile is on her face and so is more of a purplish blush.

This slight distraction results in her chest heaving and spasming lightly as she is aching for fresh air.

Even more than for that she is aching for pleasure though!

She takes her flipper from her crotch and instead strokes down along Glenn's side, caressing his feathers. She cannot bubbletalk with the hose inserted in her blowhole but her eyes surely convey an invitation and so do the rhythmic humps of her hips.*

L: Understanding what Dorra is trying to wordlessly tell him, Glenn nods. Adjusting his position some, he aligns his crotch with hers, poking at her folds with his cock for a moment... Before gently thrusting forward, penetrating her with another moan that makes him lose a few bubbles.

D: *Even a few more bubbles escape when Dorra cannot suppress a louder moan that pushes quite some air through the tube. She struggles for a moment but the pleasure takes over and she starts properly humping against the raven now.

He would feel her folds being warm and very slick since the juices dolphins produce do not dissolve easily in water.*

"N..nh.. nhmwgbl.. Ohmgblrgbl.."

*She moans but yet keeps swimming and finally in the far distance ahead, she believes to see a hint of sunlight!

Her chest trembles in need for breath though as the stopwatch beeps for the seventh minute.*

L: That moan completely fills Glenn and then some, more bubbles being lost to the water. But, he hardly cares, the aquatic sex a significant help in ignoring his need to breathe, though his lungs are burning by now, his chest heaving.

He sees the sunlight as well, pointing to it with a wing. "Mmm!"

D: *Dorra's beak is deep purple now and her vision narrows slightly but she has had worse! She is a dolphin after all and has put herself many times in perils - sometimes voluntarily, sometimes not.

She clings harder to Glenn with an arm and squeezes a breast of hers with the other while they keep rushing and humping through the water.

Eagerly she nods at what they are seeing and she gets an additional push of adrenaline. But can that be enough to not drown? The breaths get hazier and hazier as the amount of air dwindles quickly.*

L: Glenn is feeling dizzy from breathing increasingly stale air for so long, but that's thankfully still all he's breathing. His own face is fully purple as well, and he holds a wing against his nostrils so he doesn't accidentally suck in any water.

D: *The humps speed up as Dorra feels him pushing deeper and deeper into her. She squeezes firmly on his member as the pleasure is the only distraction from the fire in her lungs she has too.

The light ahead of them approaches more and more and finally - they are out!

Dorra immediately looks up and this makes her eyes widen in shock.

Having been so long in the dark caves had made her eyes rather sensitive, hence why the sunlight seemed so bright. However out here they could see that they were let out at the very bottom of the sea!

The surface was merely faintly glowing in the distance despite the water being clear.

An especially strong convulsion rips through Dorra's body, almost pushing the tube out.

Her cheeks bulge as some air made it through an onedirectional passage in her throat.*

L: Glenn whimpers as he looks up, seeing how much farther he and Dorra still have to go... By now, he's shivering, the nigh-useless air he's breathing hardly helping at all any more as his chest constantly heaves.

Even now, he continues humping the dolphin, the pleasure still keeping him from panicking even with him as close to drowning as he is.

D: *Dorra's glance returns to Glenn and for a moment he may see a smirk in her face.

The air they have left is indeed entirely useless and so is that hose that connects his beak with her blowhole.

With a swift motion, she pulls it out and then embraces the cute raven again. She even tilts her head to kiss him, now that the tube is not in the way.

This is not for sharing air - maybe except for that little amount that made it into her cheeks - but mainly to make their lovemaking even more intense while they begin the ascent.*

L: While he's hesitant to remove the hose, Glenn knows there isn't much point in using it any more, releasing his end and briefly puffing his cheeks before the kiss.

He'd blush more at it if he weren't already so breathless, his face beginning to slowly tint blue as he approaches his limit, closing in on an orgasm as well...

D: *As Dorra forcefully undulates her body to swim in her typical dolphin style, their hips clash together in the same rhythm, letting the Raven penetrate her each time.*

"M..m..mgwgblbl!"

*The dolphin girl may have given more air to him than she kept to herself or it is the effort of swimming that is too much for her because barely 1/3 of the way up, Glenn would hear loud gasps from her as her blowhole has given in.

Needing her hands to hold onto her mating partner, she cannot cover her blowhole and starts choking. Her eyes widen but she stays focused.*

L: Glenn desperately fights to hold his breath, bubbles constantly leaking from his nostrils... Then, he hears Dorra's gasp, and he panics, thrashing in her hold as he lets out fearful, bubbly squawks.

Just a moment into his panic, he instinctively sucks in... And immediately begins to choke as well, doing his best to grip his neck with his wings in an attempt to stop himself, but he just continues breathing in water and coughing it back out.

D: *Luckily the aquatic mammal does not pass out immediately. By far not. Her eyes are clenched in the mix of desperation and pleasure she is feeling but adrenaline fills her oxygen-deprived body.

She even speeds up the forceful kicks while her normally pink face shows a lot of water now.

Feeling Gleen gasping too let's her pull him just closer against her and in a way this is the final trigger pushing her over the edge!

Her folds squeeze firmly at his shaft while she orgasms. Water wheezes out of her blowhole as an inaudible moan.*

L: Adrenaline rushes through Glenn as well, keeping him awake during his forceful aquatic gasps... And, feeling Dorra's orgasm is just enough to push him into his own, the drowning raven arching his back and taking the deepest breath he can as he cums heavily into the dolphin.

Shivering and jolting with each orgasmic throb, Glenn starts to pant as his face goes almost entirely blue.

D: *The two freedivers are about 2/3 of the way up by this point. The surface is way more clear now. Sparkling above them. But it's almost taunting now since even Dorra starts to get weaker.*

"M..mW..gblbl..." *She squirms against Glenn. A few bubbles that were trapped in her beak and somewhere in her lungs escape her but otherwise it's just water.

Her lungs cannot push that in and out for very long, not that it really helps anyways.

Yet she doesn't give up as they swim further and further up, albeit slowing down...*

L: Even as he keeps humping Dorra, eventually Glenn's orgasm comes to an end as he coughs up the last few bubbles he had left. An intense dizziness is forming in his head from the dire lack of oxygen, and he looks up at the too-distant surface, weakly paddling upward with his wings.

D: *Dorra's vision is narrowing and fading as well and her grip on the raven loosens slightly as well.*

--Just a bit more.. just a bit longer....--, *she thinks in her fogging mind.

Eventually her vision fades completely, yet her dolphin tails more. Just a few times more...

Until her head finally breaks through the surface!*

L: During the last seconds of the ascent, Glenn's body goes mostly numb, falling limp against Dorra as he weakly breathes the water.

With him still fairly low on her body, he remains fully submerged when only Dorra's head breaks the surface, not even realizing it's happened. His breathing slows as he teeters on the edge of consciousness...

D: *For a few moment it's just their "connection" that keeps the two attached as it takes a few seconds for Dorra's survival instincts to realize where she is and to kick in.*

"G..GLRlgrgll!! HAAAAhh .. Ghh...ghh.. Haahhh.. Ahhh"

*The dolphin girl's chest convulses violently one more time and it manages to push out enough water that she can draw in some air after that. This makes her cough hard due to the large amount of remaining water but she manages to expel it gradually and her mind becomes clearer.*

"GLENN!" *Is the first time she properly says and quickly puts her arms under his wings to pull him up above the water surface.*

"Glenn!"

L: Glenn is still limp in Dorra's grip, water trailing from his nostrils and open beak... Until there's a somewhat subtle slurping sound as he takes what would've been his last breath before he'd pass out.

Gradually, he comes back to awareness, coughing weakly at first before it changes to hacking, water gurgling up from his flooded lungs between desperate attempts to force air down.

"D...D-Dorra..." He barely manages to speak between coughs.

D: *Dorra pats firmly on his chest to help him expell the water easier while some splurts also burst from her blowhole. She does seem surprisingly fine though while her facial color returns towards pink. Being an aquatic mammal, her lungs might be well adapted to at least occasionally getting some water inside.

She sighs deeply.*

"Wow, I can barely believe we made it! -cough- With no additional air.."

*She hugs him firmly*

L: Glenn's breathing slowly calms, the colors of his face shifting back toward normal, and he returns the hug. "N-never cut it that close before... N-not without it being safe..." His voice is a bit hoarse from the drowning.

D: *The 'phin can't help it but smile a bit at that before nuzzling him.*

"Mhm, this has been intense, but.. THerefore thrilling."

*She says, clearly happy to finally breathe properly again.*

"And you were quite sweet down there!" *She adds with a wink and teasingly wriggles her hips a bit.*

"Hope you enjoyed that part at least, as much as I did...", *she says while blushing now but also looking around curious for how the raven had come here.*

L: Glenn blushes as he glances down at Dorra's body. "Y-yeah, that definitely helped a lot... So, thanks for offering that...~"

There doesn't seem to be any sort of boat around that the raven would've come here on, but given that he's most likely able to fly, it's reasonable that he wouldn't have need for something like that.

D: "I have a feeling we'll have even more fun next time we dive together.. That's if you would like a next time, of course.", *Dorra replies softly.*

"Maaaybe with an additional safety measure or two.."

*She sighs contently after that, feeling just a light sting in her lungs which would hopefully pass soon.*

"Do you live far away by the way? My aquatic town and home isn't far"

L: "I think I'd enjoy doing another dive with you sometime..." Glenn smiles at Dorra, his breathing finally going back to pretty much normal.

"I live fairly close by, it's about a half hour flight for me. But, if it's alright with you, I'd like to see your home!"

D: "Oh right, flying probably helps getting around fast!" *Dorra chuckles and smiles.* "Oh you are very welcome to visit. I hardly ever get visitors who are land dwellers but think you should make it easily into my homes airpocket at least."

*With this she turns around, showing her dorsal fin.* "Hold on and off we go - I'll stay at the surface for now, no worries!"

L: Glenn smiles and holds Dorra's fin once again. "Figured you'd have air there, since you need it yourself. Well, let's get going!"

D: "Yep, albeit I gotta say the city is rather designed for people who can stay under for many minutes... But my room mate and I will make sure your lungs stay dry!"

*She says with a grin before they head off. Powerfully her body undulates right beneath the surface with just her dorsal fin and blowhole above the water surface.

They pick up speed and off they went...*