He really should have expected this, but the way Conner clings to his shirt still comes as a surprise. If he could safely pry the child off, he would. But Kit suspects doing so now would result in more carrying on and...well, leaving things as they are isn't really hurting anything, he supposes.

"No, there won't be a show until a little bit later, that's why it'll be quieter above right now."

Without much to see, more people wander to the viewing areas below where they can see all the activity taking place beneath the surface of the water. Kit can't say that he blames them, but it's certainly not a place for Conner, not at the moment.

So he lets them cling as he leads the way above and back outside where, in fact, it is considerably more quiet but for small groups wandering around trying to get from one place to the next or, stopping sometimes near the railings, peering at whatever may lie in wait in the water below. The water here is fairly shallow, its white sand dotted with beautiful stones and underwater plant life. There are fish, too...almost as skittish as Conner and seemingly unsure about swimming out from their mossy shelters.

Leaning against the railing, Kit asks curiously, "Are you here for the overnight event?"