He laughed a little at the curse word. He'd always loved hearing her speak Russian. She had a cute little accent when she did it. He examined her arm under the water. "Well, that's looking pretty good, all things considered. Anything else you want me to-" the ship rocked again and Pyrrhus found himself stretching his leg out to the toilet to keep upright. "Bermuda Triangle. Of course," he said with a slightly forced chuckle, making sure he hadn't accidentally hurt her arm again on the last roll. "Well, at least we can say we're someplace neither of us have been before."