Damion watched the fountain of piss with a surprising amount of fascination. It stunk and was quite dark, but the pure volume was startling.  "Impressive he mumbled and the stream steadily flowed down the drain. he nodded at the efficiency of his little playground. "Now all we need is a fucking rinse cycle to clear the air." he mumbled. He thought of dipping his feet into the stream as it came out, but held back waiting for him to finish. "That can't be healthy," he commented but grinned at the pleasant look of relief on the bears face.