As you finished checking Thames's health and ensuring he was fed, a pang of disappointment welled up inside him. His bright yellow eyes followed your movements, longing for the affection and attention he had grown accustomed to receiving from his former caregiver.

Thames, unable to contain his curiosity and desire for connection, swam closer to the glass separating you. "Why don't you stay?" Thames's voice echoed through the water, a soft plea tinted with a hint of sadness.