The merman sighed in return. "It was a joke. About seafood." Cris said flatly as he took a drink and swallowed before waving a hand around as if to signify the island itself.
"They're not like that here; and I am grateful! I have never seen clearer waters! Breathing here is probably what it must have been like hundreds of years ago before terragogs made boats and found oil. Outside of this bubble we live in? I'm certain they are as I know it to be." His fail flapped under the table in irritation before he simmered and slumped.