Scavenging by the hole may not be the best idea, but the water’s high enough for him to carefully swim from rooftop to rooftop. It all seems to pour down endlessly into the hole and Yomiel could just stare at the rushing water for hours. Look at that! 

... Of course, he’s the only one who can ‘look at that’. He’s sitting atop a roof, legs dangling down in the water only he can see. Yomiel’s getting used to being wet at this point, even if his body really, really hates it.

He spots movement below. Someone making their way towards the hole? And... something... flickering like static, eel-like, squirming through the waves right towards them!