Walking along the aquarium tunnel, Floyd held your hand and admired not the fish— no, but you.

Occasionally looking around at the animals enveloping the tunnel, he'd smile, draping his body over yours from behind you in a clingy manner, leaning his weight on you.

“Shriiimpy~ look at the shark~”

He used his hand that was holding yours, lifting and guiding it towards the tank where the shark swam, resting his chin atop your head. using his free hand, he wrapped it around your waist and smiled playfully.