And Glitch, meanwhile, is distracted by the pure joy of floating around. He disappears under the surface, revels in the weightlessness and the ability to twist in any direction he wants. There's a little familiarity from his time wandering, when a clean pond on a hot day had been a blessing. A little bit of happy.

When he surfaces again it's in hip-deep water and so he stands, pushes his hair back from his face, scrubs at the stubble on his cheek, and glances to the shore.

"Oh!" Glitch blinks in surprise for a moment, then smiles and offers a little wave to Bagoas. "Hi!"

What even is an inhibition.