H-How? [Barry's dark eyes take in his own form, blue and translucent and jiggling around, protecting the darker nucleus inside him, the little lump of hard blue material that makes him think and move and live. He's held together by a membrane which would be firm but slippery to the touch, making his squishy body yield to pressure, a membrane he can stretch around and contract in ways to shape all his liquid, should he need to.

Which he does then, compressing his skin so he can stand a little taller, making him more of a cylinder than a ball. Lup is so tall, he has to get closer to her to really see her.] I-- I just do it. You can't do it? Doesn't your body get wiggly?

[Of all things, the jelly that comprises his little face gets darker, shinier, as the boy seems to get shy all of a sudden. Some of the liquid starts dripping down his body in thick little globules, like wax down the side of a candle.] N-No, I... I was just... splashin' around... [He sways a little on the spot, swishing some water around with the bottom half of his body.] I like water. I like playin' in it.