There it was! Cris felt his mission was now a success. He tilt his head to the left to both look at Tommy and to breathe in the water around him. "Yeah, that's it! Glad you like it," he said. "The Ostrokon is massive and looks like the nautilus. Spirals down twelve floors, each one for a specific genre of work."
Cris' eyes flicked over Tommy as if guesstimating why he could not swim. He couldn't recall but didn't want to pry. "Well, I can take you any time you want, but I can bring you more, too." Leave it open. That sounded good.