Not hearing the other male’s murmurs Marina cautiously stepped forward towards the oval shaped moon pool. Even without standing the outside, the storm was hinted because the tree branches were hitting against the outside the cave walls. Leaves were swaying back and forth within the wind’s power. Some of the leaves swift uncontrollably from the very top of the cave before landing inside. Either landing on the ground, along with the fallen rocks, or floating on top of the moon pool. The moon illuminating the forest among Mako's Island and it's sea. Including some aspect of the lagoon. An icy wind whips through the thick foliage sending a ribbon of chromaticity swirling throughout the night. Besides the water dripping and a little of her own breathing the evening was silent. While gazing upon the moon pool the beating of her heart is just barely audible. Oddly, enough the moon’s light beamed through the opening of the top cave and landing on top of the lagoon. Giving it a natural glitter. Staring upon a bluish lagoon Marina took this time using her eyes to search for her phone. Although it was damaged beyond repair, she needed to get it back. Of course, if Dr. Yates needed an explanation she can just say she dropped it while loading trash on her boat. “<span style="font-style: italic">He’ll never know about this place</span>.” She thought to herself. Already know he’ll want to know. He was pushy in some sense she realized.<br/><br/>Since the water was clear to see through, she easily found her phone on one of the many continental crust inside the lagoon. Marina dripped her feet first into the lagoon, one of her shoes missing, before slowly sliding her body back into the water. Surprisingly, the water embraced her with warmth. She couldn't help, but to glance around while holding her breath and one hand pitching her nose. Astonished by the water that seem to freeze time. The side of her lips produced tiny air bubbles that effortlessly floated above her. Her blonde hair danced around through the air bubbles, the colors, and the weightless. Staying focused Marina swam past the first layers of the crust until she found the oceanic crust that held her phone. She was able to glide through the water and reach her hand for it before resurfacing. Somehow a part of her wanted to stay in there longer; however, there was physical limits. A part of her wished she could hold her breath longer to experience this more often. It was such a fantasy to think about.<br/><br/>Although it felt like an amazing few hours that flew by when she in the lagoon, it was less than a minute when she came back for air. With the phone in hand she found her footing under one of the upper crust and control pulling her weight out of the lagoon. Gravity was setting, albeit it was slightly easier this time around. She noticed. Marina licked her lips only to be greeted with a distaste of salt. Arriving out of the bay wet. Unbeknownst to her the blood was gone and her wounds healed.