Aramil would sigh as he would get ready with the ropes since he would be the one to go exploring the lake's waters. He would figure to at least try it with just himself first and have the others follow along when he had the rope readied. He took whatever rope they offered him along with his own. Sealing his quiver up and covering his bow so they would not be so exposed to the elements he places them down by the witch with a calm smile upon him.<strong>"Alright. How long would I have with this spell to search before I have to come up for air?"</strong>He asked the tiefling with a trusting manner to him and he figured this would be what he would have to cope with. Losing track of time underwater when he could not afford to.