flexible so elastic

“A trap?” Basilisk asked, instantly interested, and nosey to match. He stuck his nose into the bull kelp and sniffed, wondering for a fleeting moment if it was edible. The boy was always hungry. He decided not to give it a nibble, both so he didn’t get into trouble, and because it sounded like fish was on the table.

“Sure!” he said at Nao’s question, already intended to make off with some fish if the situation allowed… When Nao added fish to the deal, he was already sold. “What do you want me to do?” he asked, having no idea how any of this was going to work.

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