"Harshnag blew his conch. His crotch-conch," says Tranio. "We're all here. But it was going to take us to the ocean's depths. To Maelstrom." [[post 1333]]
"I'm not sure where we are, but if its there, I don't know that our position has improved."
He yawns, to see if his ears pop.
"In any case, we need to catch our breaths." He looks at his companions. "Well, I do."