It's a long road to your goal when you're an adventurer and your plot hook has wandered half a continent away.
An excellent time to have a cloak of the manta ray on hand. Especially if you are, in all other respects, the sort of heavy armored tank that sinks rather than swim.
Ashoc on the other hand doesn't wear armor and has more Strength than the average mid-level veteran soldier. He swims like a fish.
The wizard is soggy and unthrilled but it's her quest they're here for so she'll just have to get over it.
Oh wow.
"Hellooooo look at YOU, you are so nifty, Laila look at that lovely curlicue!!"
Laila does not have permanent arcane sight yet and has to cast the spell first like a plebeian (she's 90% over Ashoc being Like That, he has like, two spells, but occasionally she is blazingly envious), but then she agrees. "Wow, yeah, I actually have never seen a spell like that. It's almost like--"
"Well sure, compared to an open space, but if you really wanted nobody to ever go through you would just put a wall, no?"
She could probably go through a wall. Breaking a non-talking wall would not possibly be murder.
"Do you know who put you here on purpose? Why do people want to be on the other side of you?"
"Ah, that'll be the scrying pool." Which had better actually be better than a regular crystal ball, after all this effort. They have fought a truly unreasonable number of cave bats.