[Thaaaat's creepy as hell. Namur shoots out of the quickly receding waterline and rolls when he lands on dry ground, spinning as he does to face the place where the pool used to be.]

Ain't ever seen that happen before.

[Then he squints- or maybe scowls- over at Maria and Davies.]

The hell's up with the two a y'? Don't tell me Davies's allergic t' water or somethin'. Like it matters anymore anyway. Let's go.

[And he heads back to the doorway, now dripping but no longer submerged.]