I decided that I had tried enough at this task, and hoofed the trident back up to Sawtooth. He grinned back with a kind of amusement that felt ever-so-slightly condescending. I shook my head to clear it of the doubts, and tried to focus on the beauty around us.
Yet I couldn’t help but feel annoyed at the way things had turned out, and found myself growing tired of the garish colors and strange shapes of the coral reef. Eventually sensing my frustration, Sawtooth turned us around and we bade the reef farewell.