[At least it's pretty obvious who this is. There aren't a lot of technicolor people in the mansion, especially not ones that have a strange hold over the way water works.
(They'd find the joke amusing, if they weren't so concerned about the state of the Memoryheads.)
Even if the things couldn't be killed, it's clear that they're treating the encounter as exactly that, circling curiously; when water gets forked in their direction, it simply seems to slip through them like sand through a sieve.]
It's okay.
[Calling out to both Lapis and to the Memoryheads simultaneously, even if they don't quite raise their voice loudly enough. They're sorry. They don't shout. They can't. They're trying to be better.
But they walk forward calmly with their hands open and facing the ceiling, before shooting Lapis an imploring look.]
OH GOODY
(They'd find the joke amusing, if they weren't so concerned about the state of the Memoryheads.)
Even if the things couldn't be killed, it's clear that they're treating the encounter as exactly that, circling curiously; when water gets forked in their direction, it simply seems to slip through them like sand through a sieve.]
It's okay.
[Calling out to both Lapis and to the Memoryheads simultaneously, even if they don't quite raise their voice loudly enough. They're sorry. They don't shout. They can't. They're trying to be better.
But they walk forward calmly with their hands open and facing the ceiling, before shooting Lapis an imploring look.]
They're not going to hurt you.