Almost kill Kimihito.

The slime continued to wash Kimihito, who was just starting to kind of enjoy it... Right before she proceeded to pull him close... And his head went right into her... Literally. 'Shit! Not good! I can't breathe!' Kimihito thought frantically as he flailed, trying futilely to escape the slime. Every time he moved, the slime moved with him too easily.

'Air! Need air! Slime girl! If you want to communicate with me, please read my thoughts!' he mentally begged. Nothing. Well, he hadn't experienced that to really work anyway, but now he desperately needed to come up with something else.

He looked towards the tub, and remembered how Miia had added too much water to the stew, and made it thin, and a **** gamble of an idea clicked. It was his only chance. On the verge of suffocating, he heaved himself and the slime girl into the water. KER-SPLOOSH! After a moment, Kimihito surfaced, gasping rapidly, filling his grateful lungs with the air they had been denied. "Hoh god, that was close..." he wheezed.

He then turned back to the tub, where the slime girl was floating. She looked out at him curiously, a clearly quizzical look on her face. He raised his hands in what he hoped would be taken in the placating manner intended. "Stay in there for a moment," he said, before going over to Cerea, who was just recovering.

"Are thou alright Master?" she groaned, straightening up.

"That's my line," he told her. "...minus the Master part..." He quickly explained to Cerea what just happened, and they looked towards the tub at the slime girl.

"...so... What should we do with her?" Cerea asked, crossing her arms thoughtfully.

"...good question," Kimihito acknowledged.