Kai let himself sink to the ground, right on the other side of the glass for him. His hair was a wild mess floating in the water above him, swaying with currents that weren't quite there. He had nothing that helped him breath and yet he did not seem to struggle for air.
"I am fine, thank you." A tone erupted. A deep voice - his voice if you knew him. It came from nowhere. Yet, the origin was clearly the man who stood in the water. "There are not many who come here."