"Extraordinary," Chester breathed, watching as ripples appeared through silken solid darkness behind his exploring fingers. "Just... wow."
It was hard to wrap his mind around the concept that the thing - no, body he was touching was alive. As he trailed his fingers through the slick obsidian mass, it gently gripped his fingers as if it meant to keep him close. Though tarry in appearance, it was not sticky. It seemed to be both liquid and solid, and yet seemingly so fantastical as to be in a category of its own.
A pair of small, shiny black beads peered out from the whirling solid oil slick, watching with nervous curiosity. Aside from those fascinating optics, there were no other features on the creature. No angles, no corners, no armour at all. There were only liquid contours as flowing as the banks of a river and as malleable as shadow itself.
Chester paused to meet those alien optics. "Can you feel it when I touch you like this?"
"Yes, I can feel you." A voice th