[The fountain rim is a pretty good place from which spectate the magical shrimp Olympics, so that's what Lenka does, crouching and staring intently as the shrimp returns to its natural(?!) habitat -- somehow he expected it to be quicker, but the small currents generated by the fountain itself seem to be pushing it around. It doesn't seem to mind, though.
That is, until Nazuna tries to get it to do anything direction-related. It's actually hard to tell where the shrimp is trying to go -- how do shrimp steer, anyway? Did it intentionally go to the left? Can shrimp even swim vertically? There are so many questions.]
I think you just have to... keep trying. [instruction manuals are forever out of stock-- on the bright side, this doesn't look like the type of magic to be too dangerous, right? at least as long as shrimp are involved] Stop? Roll over?
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That is, until Nazuna tries to get it to do anything direction-related. It's actually hard to tell where the shrimp is trying to go -- how do shrimp steer, anyway? Did it intentionally go to the left? Can shrimp even swim vertically? There are so many questions.]
I think you just have to... keep trying. [instruction manuals are forever out of stock-- on the bright side, this doesn't look like the type of magic to be too dangerous, right? at least as long as shrimp are involved] Stop? Roll over?
[It's not a dog, Lenka.]