[ now it's time to see if he can actually do this, or if he's biting off more than he can chew. As usual, he has a high estimation of his own abilities, and high confidence; the small bout of flailing that accompanies his quote-unquote "dive" may not inspire confidence in Dirk, but at least he manages to point himself in the right direction after a second or two, descending towards the silhouette of the Reefback he'd spotted from up above. It is, indeed, drifting, and the reason why is immediately obvious to him - it's suffered some severe damage to its tentacles, trailing dark blood in the water behind it. One is even missing.
There's nothing he can do to regrow a lost limb... the rest, he thinks he can help with. Determined, he approaches the injured animal, careful to make himself apparent so as not to startle it. At the same time, he reaches out a telepathic feeler towards it - more of a message of calm and the feeling of wanting to help rather than any concrete words. He can't interpret the song it replies with. Judging by its sluggish hesitation, though, he'd say it's exhausted - but still unwilling to give in.
He'll call that a good thing.
After a minute or two of patient coaxing, he's able to lead it towards the surface, although it seems apprehensive. Korosensei's bubble-like helmet pops back up through the water, and soon enough, his voice will be ringing in Dirk's head. ]
All right. Young man, could you hold me about 2 feet out of the water? That should be enough.
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There's nothing he can do to regrow a lost limb... the rest, he thinks he can help with. Determined, he approaches the injured animal, careful to make himself apparent so as not to startle it. At the same time, he reaches out a telepathic feeler towards it - more of a message of calm and the feeling of wanting to help rather than any concrete words. He can't interpret the song it replies with. Judging by its sluggish hesitation, though, he'd say it's exhausted - but still unwilling to give in.
He'll call that a good thing.
After a minute or two of patient coaxing, he's able to lead it towards the surface, although it seems apprehensive. Korosensei's bubble-like helmet pops back up through the water, and soon enough, his voice will be ringing in Dirk's head. ]
All right. Young man, could you hold me about 2 feet out of the water? That should be enough.