You’d always been a fan of shells, collecting them off the shore, diving for them, what you hadn’t noticed were two almost pearlescent eyes watching you from the water.

He’d been trying to get your attention subtly by putting very pretty shells at the rocks, beaming with pride when you noticed and looked happy.

But one day you had spotted him hauling a bunch of different shells, thinking he was a human you came over. He was startled, at first he gave you a few awkward clicks and clacks.