[Hayato Gokudera is, at the end of the day, a few tuna short of a school.]
[Most mer who hear of him generally agree on this front. No one with any common sense would leave the ocean's sweet embrace to cavort about with landdwellers, who were at best odd and nonsensical and at worst were dumb.]
[Shitt P doesn't care about that sort of thing. Frankly, if there was the added bonus of being able to switch between legs and fins freely, she's certain she'd already be up on the land herself. It's freedom, and that's one thing she adores the most. Hayato finally finding that for himself, well, of course she'd approve.]
[She's just not sure she understands this need for him to find someone to follow and belong to like that funny little landdweller.]
[But they're still friends, that won't change even if he doesn't have fins anymore, so she goes to wait in a certain little cove with her ears perked for his voice.]
[For just a brief second, she wonders if all that time in the dirt and air has messed up his mind, but there it is, her name proper, and she surfaces up with a grin. Her green kelp-like fins are hidden beneath the surface, melding perfectly with the bits of seaweed and other things that are there, but she's decorated the rest of herself with whatever she's been able to get her hands on- shells strung together, nets cut apart until they've been layered over her hips like sashes, ratty gloves that are too big for her.]
There you are, Gokudera-kun. Have you been having fun rolling in the dirt?
[From anyone else, that might be an insult. From her, it's an honest question. After all, it's what she'd do.]
sorry this took literally FOREVER ac season struck in my games
[Most mer who hear of him generally agree on this front. No one with any common sense would leave the ocean's sweet embrace to cavort about with landdwellers, who were at best odd and nonsensical and at worst were dumb.]
[Shitt P doesn't care about that sort of thing. Frankly, if there was the added bonus of being able to switch between legs and fins freely, she's certain she'd already be up on the land herself. It's freedom, and that's one thing she adores the most. Hayato finally finding that for himself, well, of course she'd approve.]
[She's just not sure she understands this need for him to find someone to follow and belong to like that funny little landdweller.]
[But they're still friends, that won't change even if he doesn't have fins anymore, so she goes to wait in a certain little cove with her ears perked for his voice.]
[For just a brief second, she wonders if all that time in the dirt and air has messed up his mind, but there it is, her name proper, and she surfaces up with a grin. Her green kelp-like fins are hidden beneath the surface, melding perfectly with the bits of seaweed and other things that are there, but she's decorated the rest of herself with whatever she's been able to get her hands on- shells strung together, nets cut apart until they've been layered over her hips like sashes, ratty gloves that are too big for her.]
There you are, Gokudera-kun. Have you been having fun rolling in the dirt?
[From anyone else, that might be an insult. From her, it's an honest question. After all, it's what she'd do.]