You hadn't known him long. You knew he was an ex-con but he didn't like to talk about it much. You spent most of your time with him on dry land, never setting foot in water. It made sense. It's not like it ever bothered you so why would you ask about it. That was all before this horrible moment when you joked around and sprayed him with a squirt bottle as a joke. You didn't know. You couldn't have known... If you had known he would freak out this badly, go damn near feral, you would have never done this.