[ He watches silently, though he's surprised to see the other dive into the ink puddle. His eyes remain slightly wide when she pops back out, and Thanatos nearly misses her firing her shots. Had she just disappeared into that ink? Shifted? Melted?

He gives a firm nod at her thumbs up. ]

You've got a sharp aim.

[ The ink lines on the ground remain, and Thanatos's attention shift. ]

You dove into that ink without issue. Are you able to move freely through it as well?