His incessant current was a buzzing under the skin, warm and ticklish after the first spark jumped to close the loop when he took her hand and kissed her knuckles. Which might have been courteous, if it didn't end with a grimace at what weird sex things might have been happening with the giant hole, and had to admit, "Maybe a bug sex thing." Swimming closer to the ledge, he pointed to the residue on the rocks, and explained, "There was a colony of really aggressive ones down there. Might have been a few different approaches to keep them contained, maybe the anchors were to pitch a tarp, close it off." Big tarp. Probably why it didn't manifest. "They ended up putting this...goop."