The merman nodded, glad his friend had not gotten into harms way as he had. He would carry on any burden alone.
"You can take the photos. I'll swim as far as I can until you're done," Cristiano responded while giving another cough trying to clear his chest. It sounded as if he had some sort of phlegm deep down in his lungs, like allergies had struck him with such a mighty force he would need medicine, a steam, and vapor rub all at once.