Kanoa's ears perked upon hearing August refuse to enter the lake with the rest of them. She couldn't rightly say she was surprised the girl didn't want to go on this underwater excursion, in fact, she was close to asking her to go home. Her sensory ability was a heavy burden to carry. Being forced to experience the feelings of others clearly took a toll on her mental state. From what she understood of her ability, those that possessed it tended to be reclusive individuals, as forced empathy engendered hermit like behavior. Knowing this, Kanoa was surprised by how extroverted August could be. She still seemed to prefer the company of electronics, perhaps because they had no emotions to pawn onto her.

"You've done enough already, I won't force you to come, August." Kanoa said, glancing back to the lake. Maxwell decided to stay behind with August, she simply nodded, there was no reason he absolutely had to come.

She turned to Daniel, who was asking a multitude of questions regarding the specifics of the waterbreathing potion. "Twenty four hours, remember?" She said. "As for everything else, the potion takes care of it. We'll be able to see, talk, and hear just fine. I would stop applying logic to these things if I were you. Magic tends to break traditional laws of physics. The more you try to rationalize what you see using basic  scientific method the less you'll understand." Kanoa cupped her chin and looked down at the still lake surface. "Hmm, I suppose you'll have to learn an entirely new method of thinking."

She looked back to see Jackson twirling Mary around for some reason, she really wasn't paying much attention to their conversation. Jackson was bleeding, for some other reason. Should she even bother asking? She had been keeping an eye on him to make sure he didn't hurt anyone, she didn't know how to stop him from hurting himself. She let out a sigh and started to remove her school uniform. Thankfully she had on undergarments that were indistinguishable from something you'd see someone working out in on a hot day. Black compression shorts and a sports bra that left much to the imagination. 

Mary was the first to jump in, leaping into the lake with the flourish of a kid at summer camp. "Ya know when I first heard the name Pussy Riot I expected to see a group of cats acting belligerent, super disappointed." Kanoa waded into the water beside Mary, and looked back to the others.

"Alright, let's try to stick together everyone, it shouldn't take long to reach the cave." She said. She dunked her head under the water, and attempted to take a breath. It was a strange feeling breathing underwater, it felt as if she should be drowning as she took in water. However, it was only a reflex that soon went away. She swam deeper into the lake, stopping when she noticed something large beneath her. It was a sunken fishing boat, pale and green from natural weathering. Kanoa floated down onto the bow, planting her feet on the ship. She could see the cave entrance not too far away, once the others arrived they would head inside.