Something like that- "They were torturing him," he says sharply, the words leaving him in a quiet rush. Jellyfish don't have hearts, but do mer regardless? Either way, something in his chest is hurting. His tail gives a pulse, a dozen different frills moving him back through the water and away from those hands. It hurts to do it, but it hurts just as much to know what his brother thinks.

"They'd electrocute him... to get him to do what they wanted. He didn't have any scales on his hands anymore... Because they kept taking them from him." He's really hunched into himself now, the myriad of little tentacles that make up his hair hiding his face further. "And they lied about things he did."