-oh, alright, I see, they have to prove me wrong-- what is that?!
[he's taking a step back from the tank, both ears pinning back as he stares at it. he has not yet encountered this hell octopus; as its shape swirls, there's something in there that's decidedly misshapen, largely a mess of faintly glowing tentacle-like shapes, and he quickly takes another step away from it.]
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[he's taking a step back from the tank, both ears pinning back as he stares at it. he has not yet encountered this hell octopus; as its shape swirls, there's something in there that's decidedly misshapen, largely a mess of faintly glowing tentacle-like shapes, and he quickly takes another step away from it.]