He takes a long, lingering survey of the area, the wreckage, the floating ruins of things he wasn't even sure of at a distance .. and frowns faintly. He only knew as much about turtles as was deemed relevant to killing sahagin, but it didn't really occur to him that Leo's injury might be so severe that moving is simply not an option.

"Do you need to be in here?"

These things may be more complicated than they seem on the surface, and the only way to be sure is to simply ask. But that photograph is still there, and the whisper of a voice gains a second one briefly, a suggestion that all is not quite as it seems. Nightmares aren't always rational.