[Dualscar keeps swimming slowly, pressing the Psiioniic up against him. He knows this can't last, that soon enough they'll be fighting and scrapping at each other again, but he wants to stretch this out while he still can. The Psiioniic doesn't seem too concerned about being underwater, not while he's got Dualscar there to give him air, and the seatroll appreciates that more than the other will probably ever know.]
[It's the first time someone has trusted him that he can remember.]
[He moves his fins under the Psiioniic's fingers, rippling them against his hands, and starts slowly, reluctantly kicking towards the surface.]
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[It's the first time someone has trusted him that he can remember.]
[He moves his fins under the Psiioniic's fingers, rippling them against his hands, and starts slowly, reluctantly kicking towards the surface.]