"Better to search than stand around," is Cougar's firm opinion on the matter. He's never been able to sit in one place and let a situation like this just happen. He picks up his bag again, even if the press of a heavy strap digs cold fabric into his skin and makes him shiver, almost violently.

"You coming?" he asks, already ready to go.

The last thing he wants is to sit around here when he could be finding himself a way out. Failing that, somewhere that he could warm up from his second dive in the pool would be ideal.