"This is like a stillsuit in reverse. I at least still have neutral buoyancy." She replied with slight petulance before donning the mask, sealing it and the tanks around herself, aware of the way the rubber skin clung to and outlined her, like bold strokes of pen.

She knelt at the edge of the water, looking back through Other Memory. Darwi's voice came to her, began to instruct her. Her predecessor had a childish part to herself called 'Seachild', she found. This quasi-personality had escaped Bene Gesserit discipline and was now a potent resource for her.