Then at least your lovely face will be the last thing I get to see, hm?

[JUST DROWN HIM AND SOLVE SO MANY PROBLEMS, CHUUYA!!

But i guess today is not death's lucky day, god. He seems reluctant to let Chuuya slip too far away from him, huffing petulantly but starting to shrug out of his million layers of robes, socks, boots, why does he have so much fabric on his person damn. All of the million things he carries is shoved off to the side too, before he slips into the water and holds his hands out.]

Come, come! You'll hardly notice the cold in here.