[And then he sputters at her touch. This is awful. This is a nightmare. How the hell can he be a human? He never wanted to be one and this is an outrage because he doesn't need to be one, thank you very much, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being a fishman. As he blocks her hand he realizes he can see through his fingers, and distractedly peers between them at her.]
Whoa. This's some weirdass shit. Look at this!
[And then he holds his hand up to the light, still squinting between the fingers.]
no subject
No shit.
[And then he sputters at her touch. This is awful. This is a nightmare. How the hell can he be a human? He never wanted to be one and this is an outrage because he doesn't need to be one, thank you very much, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being a fishman. As he blocks her hand he realizes he can see through his fingers, and distractedly peers between them at her.]
Whoa. This's some weirdass shit. Look at this!
[And then he holds his hand up to the light, still squinting between the fingers.]