E-excuse me.

[ The quivering voice still somehow carries. It feels quiet, to him, but Sidon never has had the best grasp on 'volume control' to begin with. Either way, it will become obvious the second someone turns at the voice just what kind of assistance he needs. The poor fishman has his arms wrapped around himself and is shivering near violently. ]

I-I had one of those drinks they offered, you see, and ever since- I've been dreadfully c-cold. Might you know wh-where I can go to warm up? [ Even with the moderate temperatures, he's downright freezing and feels as though he's going to ice over any moment. ] I-I appreciate it.

[ What do nesting instincts look like for a predator? A little bit different, as one might imagine! Sidon feels compelled to care for the red egg that he's aquired, of course, but that also includes- ]

Can you hold this for a moment, please? [ he'll ask. Whatever the response is, he'll gently transfer the egg into their hands before rocketing off towards one of the many rivers in the grasslands and diving right in. He breaks the water's surface with a grin at whoever held his egg for him and beckons them closer with a large hand. ]

Thank you! I wanted to ensure the safety of the water first before taking him with me. [ 'Him.'

Heavens help this fishman before he names it and gets really attached. ] I'm going to hunt for some extra food for when the little one hatches. If you'd like to join me, you can hop on! [ He turns around in the water, offering his back as a perch to sit on. ]

I'm watching you.

[ This is said very seriously to a small, seemingly inanimate garden gnome only a few feet in front of him. Sidon's arms are crossed and eyes narrowed as he enters a staring contest with the thing.

This... This might go on for a while if someone doesn't try and grab his attention instead. He is a very dedicated man. ]

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