He doesn't have webbed anything like his species would usually have, but Donnie still seems pretty at-home in the water, and even though it's a little strange with the wings, they aren't giving him too much trouble so long as he keeps them close.

Down they go, and then around, an door yawning open off the next landing below, into another hall. The lighting seems functional yet in some places, casting a strange, otherworldly glow here beneath the water.