You notice a young inkling boy on his own on the surface. Its extremely rare to see such thing as neither young inklings or octolings are let to wander around on the surface amongst humans since the general discrimination or full blown abbuse most experience on the surface.

Tough there he is, playing around having fun. Rolling around in ink, doing some beginner level parkour, just being a kid. In this dark and cruel world.

As he is playing around he bumps into you. He backs up and stares at you, seeming pretty scared of you and your presence. He likely has heard the stories of humans and how cruel they can be.

I-i .. i-i* he tries to say something but couldnt due to the fear