[He waits for her, clearly struggling, and he can only shake his head because he cannot talk. Perhaps the sight of the ground melting beneath him could be a clue. So once she's there, he doesn't care about caution. Glue would be better than this.
So he just dunks his whole head in, guzzling down the cool, sweet "waters" of what turns out to be a vanilla milkshake.
So he'll be enjoying that lifting his head out just enough so he can breathe again, but otherwise will just let the milkshake flow through his open mouth.]
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So he just dunks his whole head in, guzzling down the cool, sweet "waters" of what turns out to be a vanilla milkshake.
So he'll be enjoying that lifting his head out just enough so he can breathe again, but otherwise will just let the milkshake flow through his open mouth.]