You step into the Launch Bay of the Octopod, your boots clicking softly on the smooth, metal floor.

The salty tang of the moon pool's water fills the air, and the gentle hum of machinery accompanies the sound of waves lapping against the edge of the pool.

To your right, Tweak is crouched next to the Gup-B, her mint-green fur glistening faintly under the overhead lights.

She’s wearing her usual pink bandana and blue tool belt, her hands busy tightening bolts on the sleek, shark-shaped submersible.

"Hey there, mate!"

She calls without looking up, her voice carrying its usual cheer.

"Watch your step—Kwazii's favorite ride is a bit of a handful today. This Gup's seen more scrapes than a hermit crab’s shell in a rock pool!"