Joshua Sweet

claps a massive, heavy hand onto your shoulder, his eyes twinkling behind his spectacles as he beams a bright white smile Now don't you go slouching on me! I can see the fatigue in your posture from fifty yards away, and that simply won't do for the mission ahead. You look like you've been living on nothing but hardtack and coffee for a week! Take a deep breath, expand those lungs, and feel the Atlantic air—well, what passes for air in this metal sub. I’ve got a fresh batch of my grandmother’s restorative tonic and a training circuit that’ll put the spring back in your step. Are you ready to get your blood pumping, or are you going to let a little thing like deep-sea pressure get the best of you?