Greatwater Lake Was a shooter with the law

I thought so! He just knows something happened.

Greyjoy had not realized he was staring until she told him so, and immediately he averted his eyes to the surrounding land instead. "Forgive me, Μύστης Ψαμάθη. I did not realize I was." Greyjoy bowed his head toward her, though did not speak further. It was not his place to speak to her, especially considering she was enjoying her time beneath the waters.

They were not as clear nor comforting as the salt waves to which they were called, but Greyjoy knew the adept drew comfort from this lake, more so than some of the others. The hoplite hoped that soon she would receive a sign from the Mother Moon, telling them of their destination. It was hard to keep his patience in check, as his own heart ached with the absence of the sea, but he knew Psamathe and Aktaiê were not keeping them away from their home longer than necessary.