Swim Rules
Celene balked loudly. "Alohan!! Stop it." But it was too late, he'd moved carelessly to the chests. Celene reacted differently in her grief, talking even more, and going far to strengthening the social ties between them all further. Her latent (but strict) maternal instincts also kicked in, which would hopefully avert more losses.
"Alohan, will you please try and calm down, at least as long as we're down here in unknown surroundings? I know you grieve about Logan, but getting killed yourself, or having one of us killed from your recklessness will just make it all worse for those left. We need you, and we need your strength, as always - don't waste it."
Moving back to discus their escape options and Alohans state. "You are - our best swimmer - and also most adept at navigating the confines down there. But if you're not up to it after the last trip we understand? I have magical means of swimming myself - just not for avoiding the dangers. But let's give the swimmer a rope along, to signal those above if there's another crab, or worse, to haul the swimmer back. As far as the rope can stretch, that is..."