Thanks to said bioluminescence, Croach isn't as hard to spot as he might be otherwise. Her boat rocks precariously as Sunshine turns toward him, and she braces herself against the sides in a mostly futile effort to stop the vessel from swaying.

"Hey, Croach," she calls back. She's surprised - and vaguely indignant - to see that he's just paddling around in the water instead of in a boat of his own. It's one thing to put someone in a rowboat in the middle of some weird endless ocean, and quite another to just put them directly into the weird endless ocean. How long as he been swimming like that? "Do you want to climb aboard?" How he'd manage it without tipping her into the water is anyone's guess, but she has to at least offer.