Tom just stares for a moment longer, a bit confused about what's wrong until Ggio ineffectively slaps the water and seem a bit frustrated. The werepanther swims over to the arrancar and wraps his arms around Ggio's waist, pulling him back against his chest and nuzzling into his neck.

"Fish later," He hums softly, blushing a little from the close contact and the lack of clothes, already feeling a bit frisky. "I'm not hungry right now."