Depth is sitting in the river about waist deep. He's been here since the last solar cycle and he's still spitting up liquid mercury as he detoxs. His form is not covered by armor, but then it doesn't need to be right now. He's feeling better than he did when this process began at least. A few static clicks sound off on his personal radio channel before the familiar voice of Firestorm is heard, Depth perks, accessing that radio channel, Depth nods his head, "Sure sweetness. I'll be in Cubicron more than likely." he tells her, releasing his hold on her. "Take care of yourself." Offroad has left.