The smile on Miles’ lips grew a bit wider as he saw Ray light up under the water. Taking in a deep breath the splice then dove under and simply followed the light source to his friend. Staying down once at the bottom was tricky, his light body wanting to float back up, but somehow he managed to put his feet on the ground and keep them there. The murky water didn’t bother his eyes much and his vision was only slightly blurred, plus being able to hold his breath for minutes at a time meant there was no rush to get back to the surface.
Moving slowly Miles approached the tenta. There was a sort of illusion with the way the rat moved, almost as if he were simply walking on dry land instead of under water. Still, graceful was far from the word that could describe him.
Standing only a few feet away now, Miles simply watched the other. After a time he came a little closer, then closer still until he could reach out and touch Ray if he wanted or vice versa.
Ray watched the other in the water, confused by his actions completely. It looked comical yet he couldn’t laugh at it. He just told the rat splice he was interested in him and what does he do? Try and walk under water? For once Miles was frustrating him, had he nothing to say about it? If he was still his friend he certainly wouldn’t tell him now would he?
As he approached Ray just got even more frustrated, almost mad even. Finally he couldn’t take it. One tentacle rapped around the Rat splices waste, and the gold splice brought himself back to the surface as well as Miles. “I tell ‘ou my feelings an now ‘ou are playing with me? Do not torture me like zis!” he practically cried at the other before setting him down on the concrete. He gripped his head, letting all his agrovation and embarasment out in one long and very loud hiss as he threw himself back in the water, splashing loudly before thrashing about, trying to figure out what the hell Miles was thinking! If only the gold splice wasn’t so overy dramatic.
Ray was done. Miles had done nothing but confuse him just now and he was tired of the mixed signals. Without even saying a word the tenta shot away in the water, his glowing form disappearing.