Naomi puffed out her cheeks as she scanned for way onto ground, feeling the unpleasant dampness in her chest area and between her hips. It seemed to her that they would've to swim again to get to the surface, to be wet again and she didn't like that idea at the slightest. "So what's the plan? It's obvious we can't stay here." She asked, directing to nobody in particular. "It seems we need to make another swim across. Maybe we could come across a clearing once we're on land. The scores of walkers there are a concern yes, but it's better than just.. stuck here." She took on the faces of the people around her, hoping that they see her reason or if they could come up with a better plan. "I'm sure the five of us could handle the walkers given if we're careful... I think. How many of you has a weapon? Not a gun though, the sound would just attract more of them." Naomi took her butterfly knife and held it for display, "I've got mine. It doesn't look much but I know how to use it. A stab in the brain is all it needs to bring one down."