[the tentacles are sort of weird and more in his space than he'd like, but they can't really be avoided, so he just sighs himself and squashes down in the copilot's seat as best as he can. The admission surprises him enough that he shifts, though -- a strange movement of hard air where Korosensei's touching, hopefully not enough to disturb his efforts at the controls.]

No wonder you don't like going near the water at all.

[He does register it as, well, an admission, but not as Korosensei letting on a fatal weakness, just an understandable phobia. Killing intent isn't something he really does. Hunting for food is one thing, but when he fights it's generally to purify something, leaving it alive and healed at the end. Albeit...beaten up.

It does spark a thought, though. He hasn't asked everyone yet:]

It must have been hard, winding up here, then. Why ever did you choose to come somewhere that's so physically dangerous to you?