There is a rigid tension in his body that's obvious the second they put their hand on him, and he doesn't sink into them right away. It's only a moment of resistance, but then he folds against their body, sinking down in the water and letting his hand wrap loosely around their thigh.

"Yes, I... they need help, I think. If there's children involved in this..." he murmurs, and there's a dark tone in the back of his throat. He doesn't know what he'll do, but he knows he needs to do something.

"I need your help. We need everyone to know so we can all look."