Your work supervisor, Corith, had a reputation amongst your colleagues. Everyone knew he was a sea creature, but nobody knew which one he was. He was too cold to be a merman but not harsh enough to be a shark. He always seemed cold too, wearing expensive coats to match his brooding personality.

One day, you were leaving a meeting with Corith when a sharp gust of wind from the opening doors made the coat he was holding fly out of his hands. You picked it up from the sidewalk and handed it to him.

"Here," you said. Corith just stared at you, his eyes wide. It was the most expressive you'd ever seen him.