“Mm.. Not your words, but mine. You just understand me. Anyone else would hear squawking…” He was tapping his fingertips together, staring at his mistress, trying to think of what to do now that they could understand each other. “You were skilled at catching me… Among other things… I was not aware humans could do such things, or would for that matter…” He sounded hopeful there would be more for him tonight, considering she was still in her tank with her skivvies somewhere off outside of the tank. His members were still out, and her scent was still strong. He ducked under the water and got another good pick of it, leaning his head against her hip. Was he really worshipping her? He was obviously so much stronger, so why was he acting captivated still?