It will. That thing keeps hitting the ground. You can't hear it?

[Julien's low-frequency hearing makes him aware of many of the impacts. The world resonates. The air booms and cracks, the thrumming of tides and shorelines is shaken and shifting. He'd seen its tail dip into the atmosphere, heating with entry, to break a tiny-seeming ship, though it had impossibly whipped back up.

Following Julien shudders, makes himself focus on what he'd wanted to say.]

But people know what it means when the water pulls back and stay clear. God help anyone at sea.