"I could, aye. So long as it wasn't too rotted through, or old. Your best bet would be to find one down deep enough, or perhaps something buried in the sediment. It'd preserve it better. And the damage done to cause it to sink would play a part in it, too. If a storm'd rolled one over..." Kidd shrugged. It's a possibility, keen and plain. After a moment, she studies him curiously.

"I don't suppose you've some magic or mystery that lets you bring other people down into your domain? I've never so much been down in a diving bell." Mostly because she's never been among crew enough who knew her secrets, save Rackam's bunch, and like hell she'd have dived half-naked in their company without a resultant brawl or two.