"There's something dangerous there. Do you know what it is?" Cam asks.
"Are you the only one? Or are there other ways in? It should be more crowded, here, if you're the only way there."
There's no response.
Cam grits his teeth, and wishes himself away, and reappears a moment later. "She can't see out of our gems down here," he says. "But from her perspective we've been gone less than a second, and that and the failure of the dead to accumulate means we can continue, just have to wish out instead of getting Jane to grab us."
"...Okay. I guess that's one of the things that doesn't work down here." She looks at Shell Bell, who's still floating. "But apparently we can fly. We might not need to take the boat."
[I can hear you when you do that,] Jane reports, in text, all as a block. [But time-dilated like you're traveling much slower than I am. I can compensate with more sample data like I can when I'm talking to an accelerating spaceship, though, say something else.]
[You're proceeding through time at a rate about six thousand times slower than I am,] Jane says, still in text. [It appears constant, at least over the sampled time.]
Amariah hands Path over to Petaal for safekeeping and starts flying, but stops when she's only about ten yards out from the edge of the dock. "How far is it?" she asks the boatman.
"And back?" puts in Shell Bell, who has been largely quiet with the distraction of her Sherlock holding her smew.
"No, of course not," mutters Amariah. "Probably safest to let him take us. We can bounce out directly when we're done, wishes still work here, has everybody got boosted teleporting?"
A moment later, from right next to Sue, her voice says out of thin air, "Oh, so that's how you do it. I'm covered."
Kas looks up from fiddling with his alethiometer and teleports out to Ansharil, then back.