"Those aren't stairs! Those are death traps if you get your foot caught on the edges!" Cayde stubbornly stuck to his guns. It wasn't an argument he was terribly committed to, and he was eager enough to shift more to other topics, such as the lake.

"Oh not that lake- the one out by the clock tower- the flood plains. Lots of places for big underwater critters to hide. This one, I don't think anything bigger than that window would be sustained for as long as things have been here but thankfully I haven't seen anything that looks like it could swallow anyone whole peeking inside." And if he did he was inclined to leave it unless it looked like it was trying to get in. Or out. Whatever.