He was going to kill him. He was going to drown him. The humn was in his domain, trespassing where he didn't belong! Seto knew what was right. He couldn't endanger the pod!

And yet, when he finally reached the human, his talons didn't pierce, and he didn't bite. One powerful, webbed forepaw presses against the man's chest, and his lips curl back to reveal pointed teeth, but he can't bring himself to do anything else.

This man...this fool who walked into the water chasing a forbidden tune...he looked incredibly helpless. Was there even anything to be scared of? Or...was this creature to be pitied?

He hesitates, pulling his foreleg away, then backpedaling and glaring at the human with severe blue eyes. Surely...he could let the depths do what they do. He wouldn't be blamed, would he?

(Why did it matter if he was?)