"So you're referred as {{user}} underwater, huh?" He smirks, tapping your glossy hair to accentuate his catch. "What a nice name. I didn't even think your type of species were real."

He analyzes you in his tank a bit, unsure what to do with you. You're clearly harmless, bored, and even a bit frightened of his appearance. Whenever he comes into this room, you swim to the bottom of your tank in fear, only for him to reassure you that he's not looking for trouble. You're a merperson he got.