[The kedan are moving slowly by Nita's standards--they're only as fast as the one least adapted to the water, after all, and they're burdened with equipment, so she has plenty of time to think while she and Kara tail them at depth. She whispers in Kara's ear, still not knowing it's unnecessary.]

They've been traveling in a straight line toward the center of the shell this whole time. We could swim ahead and see what's there. This crowd is so slow we could be there and back before they've made it a mile.