[He won't need to, though. He first settles into his tank like normal, but when Nariko checks on him again--whether that is when she goes to bed herself or just poking her head in to check on him for the sake of checking on him, he's gone.
Kind of.
There's what looks to be a big pile of the rocks that he uses as bedding crowded into the corner of his tank--but on closer inspection, it's actually him, contorted into a shape with his tentacles and his skin colored and textured to match. Only knowing that pile wasn't there before is what gives him away--it's perfect camouflage.
And the fish don't seem to notice one way or the other.]
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[He won't need to, though. He first settles into his tank like normal, but when Nariko checks on him again--whether that is when she goes to bed herself or just poking her head in to check on him for the sake of checking on him, he's gone.
Kind of.
There's what looks to be a big pile of the rocks that he uses as bedding crowded into the corner of his tank--but on closer inspection, it's actually him, contorted into a shape with his tentacles and his skin colored and textured to match. Only knowing that pile wasn't there before is what gives him away--it's perfect camouflage.
And the fish don't seem to notice one way or the other.]