She jumps a little at the sound of his voice, making a sound like a few stray notes on an oboe, before sinking herself a little more into the water. Her flutes float on the surface, thankfully keeping water from rushing into her many spiracles. After a moment, though, she raises herself back up, at least enough that her mouth is above the water.

"Sera Imbros. Err... good day. I imagine the rest of the town isn't awake yet."