Kent puts a hand on their shoulder, sliding the other hand down to Feldspar's hand, just near the dial. He turns it a couple of notches, hearing the clicks with a decisive nod.

As soon as Giant's Deep rises, the sounds start. They're soft at first, though as Kent leans closer to the dial and fiddles with it slightly, they become louder and more pronounced. Great waves crash against a shore in a way that Kent can't parse. Winds at speeds faster than the storms on Timber Heart could ever be.

"There she is," Kent says softly, close to their shoulder still to keep a hand on the dial. "She's beautiful, huh?"