[ Oh, look, his shark has returned to him with cookies. And something else, too! Looks like a vial of red liquid as a bonus. Louis' chin tucks downward, but he stoops to take both.
The shark continues to look at him with those puppy-shark eyes. it seems to be... pleading for something? Thanks, perhaps? Gingerlly, Louis reaches down to... give the shark a pet on its snout. It instantly rubs into the palm of his hand, as if contact had been what it's been craving for this entire time.
Then, something miraculous happens: a golden crack upon its hide begins to heal. Louis abruptly removes his hand. ] Ah.
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The shark continues to look at him with those puppy-shark eyes. it seems to be... pleading for something? Thanks, perhaps? Gingerlly, Louis reaches down to... give the shark a pet on its snout. It instantly rubs into the palm of his hand, as if contact had been what it's been craving for this entire time.
Then, something miraculous happens: a golden crack upon its hide begins to heal. Louis abruptly removes his hand. ] Ah.
...I did not do that.