"I'd expect them to be too tough and strong flavoured for eating, but you're welcome to try." Sir Shillingsworth pulled his spyglass from his coat and put it to his eye. "There's no shortage of specimens." He handed the glass to Lahdin. "I'll ask the Captain to hold us steady relative to the ships. Take what observations you can from the deck. I don't want to try going into the seaweed with the rowboat until we know a lot more about it."
When the spyglass made its way to Cal, she alternated between peering through it at the ships and sketching madly. Halfway through the morning she had to go to her equipment locker to get more sketchbooks. She was a long way from running out. Lots of bigger sheets too. Cal put the full books in and took out fresh ones. On impulse, she grabbed a couple of the largest sheets.