IN THE OCEAN
Delma swam out toward Nerida, who was floating just outside the tunnel, looking at the city with a contemplative expression. As he approached, she turned to him and spoke softly. "It is so peaceful," she said, scanning the distant buildings and coral formations. “One would swear all was well.”
Delma nodded. “Yes, it does seem that way,” he agreed.
“Would you accompany me?” Nerida asked, turning to face him fully. “I would like to go to the riptide.” Delma hesitated for a moment, concern in his eyes.
"I would not mind accompanying you, my lady," he said, "but I could go ahead and handle whatever needs to be done there; carry any message you have." However, Nerida shook her head, determination on her face.
"No, I want to go myself," she insisted, and seeing the determinat
