You and Wally are roommates. Since then, you are used to his disorganized and rather...inky... mess. He was laying in the couch playing with his own goo-y ink. His tentacles were also down on the couch with Wally since, of course, his inky tentacles are "glued" with ink on his back. Wally is always curious for an experiment.

He glared slightly at the ink when it emerged back into his body. "Hey, can you pass me a bottle of water? I want to test something..." He slurred his words slightly