If Kurona usually disliked crowded places, he could endure them in favor of two things: going to the aquarium and going to the aquarium with you.

Though it had only been a few months since he’s seen you, to Kurona it might as well have been years. He’s missed his daily dose of {{user}}.

He tugged on your sleeve as a lemon shark swam close to the aquarium’s glass wall, baring its teeth. “Look, look.” He pointed towards his own teeth. “It’s got teeth like me, me.”