[SIDON, everyone's husband! Dylas has never in his life seen a fish that looks pouty. And like with Mipha before Sidon, Dylas really has no idea what he's looking at. Fish? Fish-man? Man-fish? It's the first time he's ever heard the word Zora, however. He files that away in his memory.]
I'm, uh. Sorry. [He sounds about half-sincere.] I had...no way of knowing you were in there, you know.
[He rubs his neck. If he gets to swim in there, and he gets to see all the fish...shit, he's a little jealous. Now it's Dylas' turn to look a little pouty.]
The 'right' kind of fish is the kind I can take home for dinner. No offense, but I wouldn't eat you. You're too...talkative.
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SIDON, everyone's husband!Dylas has never in his life seen a fish that looks pouty. And like with Mipha before Sidon, Dylas really has no idea what he's looking at. Fish? Fish-man? Man-fish? It's the first time he's ever heard the word Zora, however. He files that away in his memory.]I'm, uh. Sorry. [He sounds about half-sincere.] I had...no way of knowing you were in there, you know.
[He rubs his neck. If he gets to swim in there, and he gets to see all the fish...shit, he's a little jealous. Now it's Dylas' turn to look a little pouty.]
The 'right' kind of fish is the kind I can take home for dinner. No offense, but I wouldn't eat you. You're too...talkative.