He might be a bit more difficult to spot than usual: he's crouched down beside the glass so he's on eye level with a cluster of brightly colored sea anemones, chin resting in his hand and his eyes following the graceful, slow swaying of the Easter egg tendrils in the current. It's almost like breathing, he thinks.
And then Vrenille is there and K tips a look up at him, lips quirking briefly before he turns back to the tank.
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Date: 2022-09-20 12:22 pm (UTC)And then Vrenille is there and K tips a look up at him, lips quirking briefly before he turns back to the tank.
"What were you expecting?" he wonders.