Oh, I don't think so, no. I don't feel uncomfortably dry.

[He'll be keeping tabs on it just to be sure, but he's been an amphibian for most of the day and he hasn't started craving water yet.

Well. That's not strictly true. He does have a very strong urge to find some mud and snuggle down in it, but that isn't a life or death sort of thing.]

No more gymnastics, though? You've given up looking for your penis?

[He knows what you were doing, bucko, you didn't just Fall Over. He's got eyes.]