The thought that something may be wrong stars to process right before he catches sight of the water rising up, unnaturally shifting to form a figure--unfamiliar, unknown to him, but...
...but not really.
Greg hasn't collected any memory of his own face, his true face, but in that moment he knows that's surely what he's looking at. The shock of realization is enough to keep him from getting out more than a short cry of surprise before he's been pinned down against the beach.
"Wh... what..." The watery grip on him is unyielding and cold, and panic flutters in his throat. He tries to look away, to focus on Lapis so he doesn't have to stare back at this icy-cold reminder. "L-Lapis, what the hey is this?!"
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...but not really.
Greg hasn't collected any memory of his own face, his true face, but in that moment he knows that's surely what he's looking at. The shock of realization is enough to keep him from getting out more than a short cry of surprise before he's been pinned down against the beach.
"Wh... what..." The watery grip on him is unyielding and cold, and panic flutters in his throat. He tries to look away, to focus on Lapis so he doesn't have to stare back at this icy-cold reminder. "L-Lapis, what the hey is this?!"