"Kitchen staff," she echoed softly. A heaviness seemed to settle in the room. There was no doubt that the man was past revival, however that didn't prevent Ro from wanting to check. So she knelt down fully, not minding that the water rushed over her skirts. At this point, it wouldn't matter too much. Taking her wand out, she put out both her hands and hovered them over the body. Closing her eyes, she muttered a few experimental spells under her breath. She silently observed the effects, but there were none to be seen. Which was expected.

She sighed again, her shoulder drooping slightly. Reaching up to hold onto a nearby table, she got up, rivulets running down the folds of her dress and back into the water. Muttering another incantation, Ro waved her wand in a sweeping motion over the body. What looked like an iridescent golden cloth laid over the man and instantly snapped to his form before disappearing. Then a faint twinkling sound emanated from the body as what looked like a vacuum formed in a pillar over it, drawing gold flecks in an upward motion.

Ro looked at him seriously, her expression helpless. This was the difficult part. "We have to leave him." she said, all pretenses of irritation gone from her voice. "Once everyone who is able to be saved is out, we go back in to retrieve any deceased we find." She swallowed, her expression tense. "But right now, my priority has to be you and any other living form we come across." Save who we can, mark anyone they come across to be later found by magic. This is when the profession required a prioritization between the living and the dead. While it made perfect sense to avoid any further casualties, Ro knew that families deserved closure, and a lost body at sea was anything but.

"Come on." she said quietly, not wanting to meet his gaze. She turned away from him and the body, her expression crumbling. There was no helping anyone if they didn't get out of there alive. But that didn't make it any easier to leave the dead behind.

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