Conversation was good, it was grounding and it was normal. Although Cain didn't need any of that for his own benefit, it did help set a baseline of calm and conscious within a place that was unnerving just to be in. He knew the importance of keeping one's head about them in an unfamiliar situation and it seemed like Raine had a good grasp on the same.
That was until she cut off, there was a very large splash, and Cain's own instincts had him throwing himself back on the floor behind him before he stepped into the same, rippling ground where Raine had disappeared into the depths. There wasn't much time to mull on it, because the water was dark where the hallway was lit and Raine wasn't surfacing and this had to be something behind it. As soon as he had recovered, he was already sliding his foot to the edge where solid gave way to liquid and used it as a propelling point to throw himself in after Raine.
Darkness crushing around him wasn't natural and his first thought was that it needed to go away. Light blossomed at a point indistinct in front of him to illuminate the way and he followed the trail of bubbles and disturbance that marked where Raine had fallen. So far the water was everywhere and cloying, but nothing sending him into fits over how out of place it was; it was water and Raine wasn't even trying to break free or make for a surface she might no longer be able to find.
First thing of all, Cain found her and wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her close against the heart beating in his ribs and whatever warmth he could still impart to her. The light swiveled upward and shot up as if to lead the way to the surface... but it wasn't breaking anything, only reaching further ahead until it was too far away to be seen any longer. He couldn't have gone that far under, could he? His lungs were beginning to protest and while Cain knew that he would survive the breath lost and eventually find harbor somewhere safe enough to wake up permanently, Raine had no such safety. He was playing against time and he needed more.
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That was until she cut off, there was a very large splash, and Cain's own instincts had him throwing himself back on the floor behind him before he stepped into the same, rippling ground where Raine had disappeared into the depths. There wasn't much time to mull on it, because the water was dark where the hallway was lit and Raine wasn't surfacing and this had to be something behind it. As soon as he had recovered, he was already sliding his foot to the edge where solid gave way to liquid and used it as a propelling point to throw himself in after Raine.
Darkness crushing around him wasn't natural and his first thought was that it needed to go away. Light blossomed at a point indistinct in front of him to illuminate the way and he followed the trail of bubbles and disturbance that marked where Raine had fallen. So far the water was everywhere and cloying, but nothing sending him into fits over how out of place it was; it was water and Raine wasn't even trying to break free or make for a surface she might no longer be able to find.
First thing of all, Cain found her and wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her close against the heart beating in his ribs and whatever warmth he could still impart to her. The light swiveled upward and shot up as if to lead the way to the surface... but it wasn't breaking anything, only reaching further ahead until it was too far away to be seen any longer. He couldn't have gone that far under, could he? His lungs were beginning to protest and while Cain knew that he would survive the breath lost and eventually find harbor somewhere safe enough to wake up permanently, Raine had no such safety. He was playing against time and he needed more.