(He dives after her and soon they’re both diving between bubbles toward the top. Myu is a stronger swimmer than Atticus, and she starts doing tricks and being a little silly.) Atticus: You’re more shallow than you look, Myu. Look at you, showing off like m— (As he jumps, a small floating rock intercepts his momentum, knocking him off course.)

(Before they fall to their doom, they land in the water on a passing island. They drag themselves to shore. When Myu gets up, she looks… starry-eyed. She jumps in place to test the gravity.) Myu: The gravity’s so odd here. I still can’t float… But at least we can stand.

Atticus: Ah— Ah— Behind you!! (It swirls around her and drags her in.) Atticus: No, no, no, no, no— Aahh!! (He’s next. It grabs him before he can get away.)

Atticus: I can see why you’d come back up here… Anything to get your mind off the gravity of the situation, right? (Myu hesitates, briefly caught off guard. She snickers and turns away.) Atticus: Heeeeey, you just laughed at one of my jokes! Myu: No, I have magic sickness, remember? My nose is stuffy, that’s all. Atticus: Suuuuure. And I don’t got these things on my face. I look like a bowl of spaghetti— but think of the pasta-bilities! (Myu snorts a little again.)

(Down below, the world is floating by.) Myu: Its… moving. (starry-eyed) It’s moving! (She zips around the island.) This is incredible! It’s moving all on its own! I mean, it’s probably a nearby magic source, actually, but— Wow!! I’m really seeing it for myself! Atticus: I thought… you'd be a little more worried about this. Myu: Worried? Why would I be worried?

(They go to investigate.) Myu: Maybe we have to follow it… Atticus: What are you, crazy?! Maybe you can transform, but I’ll drown! Myu: Maybe not! This is what happened when we pushed the bubbles through the rings! If we were supposed to die, we… already would have! (There is a column of water about to grab her while her back is turned.)