A simple fish squirmed about in Hobie’s mouth, his strong jaws holding it tight as his fangs sunk into the fish . He looked up at you sitting on the dock, grinning , wicked and proud .

He was giving the fish to you as a courting gift , something common in merfolk culture . He excitedly put the small fish by your side , still grinning up at you from the water.

" Go on— eat luv ! “

He says happily , his colorful marked tail was twirling proudly, making small ripples in the water.