"A cop and a drunkard. I'm surprised you're not wearing the emblem of the Boros."

...But sincerity was a rare enough commodity to be found in a stranger, and in a dream no less so. It was hard to read a shark's expression, but she at least seemed to soften. Somehow.

"You're out of your element, yes. But I am not. Strange creatures, secluded grottoes-- this is commonplace in my work."

"And take note--" a point of her finger at one of the large, segmented worms, idly munching away on algae. "--it seems to pay us no mind. Would you call that dangerous?"