[h2]Elferia Bay[/h2] "Ah, Papa, do you think we're under-equipped...?" Elferia asked, having made the journey in awkward silence whilst looking askance at the alchemist who had rented a diving suit for just this purpose. Atlas... always overthinking everything, always considering too many possibilities. 'But what if there's a chance of flooding', 'what if there's a pool of water', 'what about if the entrance is blocked off by high tide and we need to escape in a hurry'. All this overthinking and preparation for watery problems, but a diving suit itself might cause difficulties if unforeseen temperatures or hazards came up. It was better than looking at the [i]other[/i] Servant though, the embodiment of everything wrong with mystery fiction. Clues and answers not given, logical induction described as deduction but just gathering together a raft of hints that could have easily been wrong... one had to wonder how much Watson was massaging the truth.