Again, the insistence on saying human. Ellana presses her lips together, tempted to frown, but falling into a more neutral expression as she watches Peridot work through her own suggestion. It's logical. Flawed, in many ways, but logical enough to present an option to move forward.

Moving felt more productive than holding still right now. There wasn't anyplace to get to outside of the goals they set for themselves; no other countries, no dry land she was aware of, but being trapped underwater had quickly lost its novelty. Trapped is trapped. She's not overfond of this.

"It's also when we'll be able to see the stars. If we study those, we'll be able to find any better fixed points for navigation purposes, won't we? There's the compass we all have in our knives," she says, thinking that's what it was, "But if we lose those, it'd be good to have other means of navigating where we are. The ah... mind speaking doesn't help so much with the direction problems." She holds out her hand, shrugging. "It's worth a try, isn't it? Maybe we can run some kind of line from the base to the surface, too, and get a buoy up as a marker in the next few days."