Kelly nudged Dave, grinning.  "Relax.  You'll be fine.  What could possibly take<em>you</em>out?"<br/><br/>Triton merely nodded slightly, and the young woman with the tray hurried back into the room.  She handed a rolled-up document to Kelly, before presenting the tray to Dave; on it was a narrow leather necklace, adorned with half a dozen large shark teeth.<br/><br/>"I imagine your father has not gifted you with the ability to breathe water.  This trinket will do the job."  The God gestured out towards the ocean.  "One of my father's hippocampi will await you in the waters outside and convey you to the spot.  Try not to get him killed; he's one of our swiftest."