[Oof. Dee grimaces, unable to picture anything other than a group of people fighting each other to be noticed. She imagines people talking over one another, and maybe some yelling and shoving. It would be a very sad, very pathetic thing to watch.]
Oh, yeah. They'd probably compete against each other to see who can get the most attention, and eventually, they'd need to be separated.
[Just throw them into separate rooms. They'll never be able to get along. Or so she thinks. She screws her nose up a little. Is pathetic kind of mean to say? She's never really thought about that; it seems like an appropriate word to her, so how could it be mean?
She looks at her own shark, who is staring up at her as though awaiting new orders. She tells it to get her some cigarettes so she doesn't have to look at the creature's sad, sad face.]
Ohhh, maybe! Maybe someone went magical shark hunting a few too many times, and now the sharks are trying to befriend people to try and stop assholes from... y'know. Murdering them. They might be trying to save themselves!
cw: mention of animal harm/death
Oh, yeah. They'd probably compete against each other to see who can get the most attention, and eventually, they'd need to be separated.
[Just throw them into separate rooms. They'll never be able to get along. Or so she thinks. She screws her nose up a little. Is pathetic kind of mean to say? She's never really thought about that; it seems like an appropriate word to her, so how could it be mean?
She looks at her own shark, who is staring up at her as though awaiting new orders. She tells it to get her some cigarettes so she doesn't have to look at the creature's sad, sad face.]
Ohhh, maybe! Maybe someone went magical shark hunting a few too many times, and now the sharks are trying to befriend people to try and stop assholes from... y'know. Murdering them. They might be trying to save themselves!