Mystic looks at his friend. He didn't answer Mika's what. He didn't answer it because he was red as it was. He was feeling shy. Watching Mika every so often. He looked at the water with a withering glance. They were taunting him about being so close to him. Each droplet of water was telling him and making him want to explore their statements for himself. He was whimpering a bit. Covered by the sheet. Looking side to side even though it covered his head. He felt the sheet moved and heard Mika's voice. He had tried to be independent. Tried to do it all by himself and he got hurt. "I think so." he says. Holding onto the man he cared about already. Clingging to him.  "Thanks." He says as he was helped up onto the bed. He looked at him. His skin was warm and cool at the same time. Nuzzling Mika back and shivers. Letting out a soft sound of obvious liking as he felt Mika's hands sliding over his skin. "I bumped my head." He says truthfully. He pouts cutely. "I wanted to be with you. I didn't want to be in the tub anymore." He protests cutely. Nuzzling Mika more. "I pulled myself from the tub to here." he says. Pointing at his legs. "See....they became legs. So I pulled myself. I used my tail fin to push up and out of the tub. Then I used my arms to pull me over here. The strange cloth material wouldn't cooperate. I was trying to use it to pull myself up onto the bed. So I could pull myself up next to you." He says. Pressing up against him. Smiling happily.