Miss Aniverse accepted the cup and took a huge gulp, as though she hadn't tasted clean water for a long time.
Lt. America led Din past Nick and the others and down to the second floor, which was similar to the third floor as the Lieutenant had foretold. He led Din towards what was supposed to be a canteen, and knocked on a large water-boiler at the back of the kitchens. A turtle popped his head up over the top of the boiler and peered down at the two.
"Yes...Lieutenant...America?" the Turtle asked in a slow, dull voice.
"Din, this is Aquadventurer. Aquadventurer, this is Din from the outside."
"That's why we moved him into the boiler," Lt. America explained. "With no aquarium to house him, he would've died if we didn't put him in here. If we're going to get him out of here, we'll need to get a moisture bag or something to drape over him."
"I don't remember hearing them say that." Miss Aniverse replied, removing her hand from the cup now her question had been answered.
"Much," nodded Miss Aniverse. "But if you do plan on getting everybody out of this city, shouldn't you get help? There are about 20 towers in this city, each containing about 500 heroes and heroines. And a large chunk of that 10,000 are probably either dead or insane by now."