All of that algae that Tony had been working so hard not to touch was suddenly swirling all around him, and after the first breathless crash into the cold glass of the window, everything seemed to go numb and he could no longer feel it, either. He didn't even realize that he had coiled himself tightly around Cayde like a constrictor, until the tide was turning again and he had to rapidly get control of his limbs before they were sucked back toward the teeth. The creature had dislodged itself from its burrow into the ground then, but was slow, turning like a planet to try to spot what had disturbed it in the chaos of the churning water. It was impossible to miss. If Tony had more than a second, and less weeds whipping around his head, he would have turned more than an accusatory glare on Cayde for not realizing his neighbour had its own gravitational pull. It made a noise that made the glass behind them vibrate.