She snorted. "Better not, or I will be all over your ass for something to eat. All the time. Like a cat." Lorena ignored the fact that she used to own a cat, and cats were not amphibious and that her cat was floating in the pacific ocean right now, and instead focused on Arthur.
Sure, he did know what it was like - living outside what's normal. Being thirsty all the time. Feeling suffocated by air. She felt dry just thinking about it. Taking up a few paper towels, she ran them under the tap, waiting for the water to warm. Without twisting them, the towels still dripping lightly, she pressed the wet towel against the back of his neck.