[ The look she gives him must be bewildered enough that he relents, but he's still grumbling about it all the same as he looks around for the seahorse. Thing. He hoped they hadn't been washed too far away. ]
Oh nevermind. Whatever. Where's your fish-thing? We don't want to stay here.
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Oh nevermind. Whatever. Where's your fish-thing? We don't want to stay here.