You, sir, are a fish.

The greeting throws him for a loop. Fishboy? It was enough to bring his fur down flat, blue eyes almost wide enough to see the whites, ears half turned out to the side in surprise. His tail wagged low between his hocks and his spine curved to make his already diminutive size smaller. “I-uh... Sakana, yes...” He blinked. This wasn't going how he expected at all, there were decidedly less teeth.

Giving himself a shake to chase the tension from his bones, his head still drooped to hang level with his spine, “I-uh, bought a gift of herbs from the west, by way of apology for my earlier transgression.” he nudged the bag a bit closer. Rules said if he bought a pack down on his head it'd be his to deal with alone and he had no desire to do that. “I-uh... Sorry, again.” He wasn't quite sure where to go from here. He hadn't thought this far ahead.

“Speech”