Springlatch looked around the entire area from the entrance, the entire place seemed surreal in his opinion. With curiosity he would move slowly towards the bridge, looking down at the water in a perplexed manner and more so studying his own reflection in the water. "Pretty sure this isn't really water anymore." he would reply to Mavolus, looking back to the leviathan "It's like someone filled the lake with polished silver. Would certainly be suiting for a moon goddess I think."