"He won't answer, not coherently," Ashura said, water sloshing as he shifted, soaking into the bottom of his robes, but he didn't seem to care. He could dry them in a moment if he cared to.

"And yes, I did. I opened the doors and there was water everywhere and he was there and I tried to calm him down, but he just screamed. He... he looked at me like I was a monster," he said softly, the words drawn and pained.