"Not very. Just deep enough for a grotto I can live in when I haven't taken human form. There are shrimp, so Taylor can keep an eye on the place. Starfish for the shrimp to eat, mollusks for the starfish to eat. We brought them all back from port two years ago. And Hjerte, of course, but he's part of me, just shaped like an octopus."

Hjerte is currently draped over the balcony railing watching them approach, and he waves a tentacle in greeting. "Hello."