Duty nods. His instinct agrees. Whether it's creatures or environment, it'll be something. Never Mind may be considered reliable, but reliable isn't safe. He pauses a moment, listening carefully. One hand goes to his waist.

"Become a squid again," Duty answers. He's experienced it personally, and it's not quite the same as washing ashore without a death. Still, it could be worse. He motions them on.

Around a corner, something is on the wall. Duty stops as soon as he reads the words. One hand remains on the spear, but he doesn't extend it even as some terrible noise comes behind them. Not turning his head, he looks sideways at the kid. Here it goes, kiddo.