Essek said nothing, instead watched how Caleb was comfortable in this moment. More so than perhaps he'd ever seen him and he did not know why that managed to move a heart long since resolved not to move, why it tugged on him so and demanded to be acknowledged for what it was-- the waters of which spanned out before them in a spiraling infinity.

Right now, the lack of magic did not bother him so much.

In fact, Essek felt like he would remember this moment for his entire life, the feeling of being one with the water and in perfect accord with Caleb. He leaned back as well, trusting despite his lack of swimming that he could make himself light as air, and the waves cushioned him and his back, of course it would-- master of gravity that he was. "I suppose you are right, that in the waters we are equal-- but I think we are equal regardless, we do not need the waters to tell us that."

And he considered Caleb Widogast every inch his equal, a man who had risen to the challenge and brought his all to bare and thereby had made him so very proud even though Essek did not say it in so many words. If he closed his lids, the sunlight felt good upon them-- taking the brunt of any reaction that he could've felt.

"I hope they are okay."

He knew Caleb would know what he was talking about, their friends-- the Nein.