Nope. He didn't like it. Cristiano followed Juliets steps under the walk until the end where he swam around five extra feet to look up at her. He smiled but he wasn't good at hiding his emotions. He was sad. She wasn't the same angelfish anymore. She was a terragog, a human, even one that could transform. Maybe he should have just been ignorant and pretended it wasn't a thing.
"Hi," he called up with a wave. He was dressed in a loose, sleeveless tunic made from seasilk. It was a sage green and complimented his foreign skin nicely. "I'm glad you're back."