[Rin moves carefully, using his arms to drag himself through the water more than his tail. The water's shallow enough that he can just about press his hands against the sandy bottom to accomplish it but still deep enough that he doesn't have to worry about actually dragging his tail along the bottom and bumping it more than he would like. Though the sight of a mershark getting around in this fashion would probably be hilarious to most observers, especially since Rin's dorsal fin still remains just barely peaking above the surface, signaling a false menace.
Rin's eyes widen at the collection, mouth dropping open as well. It's just as expansive as his own, maybe even more. And he's pretty sure he doesn't have anything like the cameras, phones or toys, not that he has precise names for any of them. He's never observed them from his ship stalking ventures.
He points toward one of the cameras.]
What's that supposed to be? I want to see up close.
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Rin's eyes widen at the collection, mouth dropping open as well. It's just as expansive as his own, maybe even more. And he's pretty sure he doesn't have anything like the cameras, phones or toys, not that he has precise names for any of them. He's never observed them from his ship stalking ventures.
He points toward one of the cameras.]
What's that supposed to be? I want to see up close.