[ The bright orange combination of her hair and tentacles blend together, and against the bleak background of blues and dark points, Ishmael stands out as someone almost comically peaceful. She's certainly a contrast to the screaming shachimon that were out for blood, especially when she seems that calm. Nanami isn't a stranger to hard battles with giant monsters, but he's still not fit for sea battles. ]
Mm. Faster swimmer.
[ He's assuming she was, anyway. He does try to push himself up, but between the gashes and the cold that seeps into them, Nanami stops with a grunt and sits back down. ]
What brave face? I almost drowned.
[ Well, he probably wouldn't have gotten the chance for that one. ]
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Mm. Faster swimmer.
[ He's assuming she was, anyway. He does try to push himself up, but between the gashes and the cold that seeps into them, Nanami stops with a grunt and sits back down. ]
What brave face? I almost drowned.
[ Well, he probably wouldn't have gotten the chance for that one. ]
I can probably manage in a minute. [ Maybe? ]