Kyou snorts as he taps something out on his 'phone'.

The airlock slides open, and the creature underneath the surface comes swirling up through the water.

A head pokes up from the water, and then shoulders, and then he pulls himself partway up onto the beach.

He's roughly human, from the waist up, a slim and athletic dark-haired boy, except for the gill slits and the spines down his back and the delicate fins extending from his wrists and shoulders. From the waist down, he's something like a lionfish with the colors inverted, deep black and sky blue stripes, coloration that screams "poison". His fins fan out around him in a cloud under the water.

His gaze flicks over to Lev immediately.

oh no he's hot

He gestures at Lev.

"What's this?"

He has a pronounced and unusual accent.

"A guest. From a different place."

Lev waves. "Hi. I'm Lev. I'm a mutant."

aaaaaaaaa stupid stupid stupid

"What is that."

He pulls himself a little further onto the beach, gazing up at him.

Dorothy, who was looking suspiciously at Lev up until now, gestures for him to explain.

Aaaaaaaa the cute merman is gazing up at him what does he do.

"I have powers. Not very useful ones. I can solve puzzles really fast."

"What is 'puzzles'."

"Word games can be puzzles. Mazes are puzzles. I think."

"–yes. I know this."

His tail swishes in the water behind him.

"You are a small human."

"Yes. My power takes a lot of food to run so not a lot of it goes to my body."

He nods.

He looks between Lev and the other two, curiously.

Then he gestures at Lev.

"I want this."

Aaaaaaaaaaa the hot merman just said he wanted lev. what does he do. how does he respond to this. 

(I want this-- he's going to jerk off thinking about that tonight, he knows it--)

"...you can't have him. He doesn't belong to us."

The merman looks deeply skeptical.

"What does 'having me' mean?"

See, that's totally a normal question a normal person would ask and his voice hardly shook at all.

"Give you food and then I have you for anything. Maybe eat you."

...well that's some concerning new information.

"I'm not sure it's a good deal for me if I get given food once and then get eaten."

"Give you food lots of times. Only eat you a little."

"...probably."

"How do you eat me a little?"

(Some part of Lev's brain is going "BLOWJOBS." He's not listening to that part of his brain. Being eaten would be bad.)

He opens his mouth –

(His teeth are very sharp, white and gleaming.)

and sets his teeth against his own skin, then bites down. Blood trickles down and drips onto the sand.