What have we been brought here to fight? What can be done about it? The waiting is... frustrating. [It feels like they're all spinning their wheels, waiting for something to happen, and maybe it doesn't bother others, but it bothers Arthur deeply, watching Tu Vishan slowly die and being able to do nothing.]

I know I must seem very tiny and insignificant, going by our first encounter- [A wry smile; he's not terribly upset about it.] -but you do have allies in us. In me. I think the seas would miss you terribly.