She sells seashells

Koa would have no problem tugging Tal after him as the dynamic duo forged their way towards the Spiral Marketplace. As distracting as the various merfolk, fish, coral, and architecture were, the courier was even more focused on not losing his copilot on this particular adventure. How the hail they'd find each other again when they could only communicate with the locals via charades was a scenario he desperately did not want to think about!

Luckily the marketplace was easy to spot, especially once they swam (or flailed) up a few levels. Aside from dodging around some slender, towering buildings it was an easy journey to reach the great nautilus with its combination of manufactured and organic construction. Tal's eyes widened behind his Goggles as he pointed to first one shop and then another, making garbled bubble noises as he saw one place selling seashell jewelry and another that had weapons of obsidian and coral.