Dexter had been sort of lost in his own little world. Dreading what might be waiting for them in the water, in the ruins of this city destroyed by a monster. He didn't even notice that the piratess had stuck her chest out for him to grasp. That was until his hand sunk into her warm soft chest. After the spell went off his face turn  a little red as he withdrew his hand from he.<br/><br/>"Um... ah, well, we should get going now. Let's find what your looking for and get out."<br/><br/>Dexter couldn't swim, but he could walk. Being a lankey lad he wasn't that buoyant, and with his breast plate he easily sunk to the bottom and walked. He waved her on and lead the way. Walking as best he could to where he thought the throne room would be.