Tsuchi sat down and wrestled with his hands. The idea it gave him to use this power was the very moment he chose to bury his hands between his thighs. There was a moment or two of mental struggling. He hastened to use it hesitantly, as he had never really found himself in this position before - and made sure he never was.

An irritable sigh came out of his mouth. "Yeah, I know. Right now, I wish I didn't."

His hands raised slightly, and he would soon force a sound like hissing steam through his lips.

"Fuck."