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Still, Kinsey and Varun did not speak. She brought him things to eat, things to read, even things to wear and brushed his hair with the creature deemed her fit enough. But the Leviathan could not bring himself to say anything to the traitor, to the woman who had single handedly used his greatest fear against him and struck him down with storm’s light. He had felt it, felt the thousands of volts tearing through his third of a torso and send him crashing down, gravity feeling so much stronger as he twitched on the dirty tile of a crowded supermarket aisle. No, he had no more words for his guardian. He had expressed how he felt already. So he stayed in his four walls, as much as he hated them, and thought, and he wondered.

Until today. The sea called for Varun today, he knew it. There was a gentle breeze riding in through the ocean, the delicious scent of salt and sand winding through the Leviathan’s open window and tickling all his senses until he could stand it no further. Kinsey was gone to work, on patrol with Ford, but that meant nothing for the Raevan. He could leave her a note in his ugly chicken scrawl, tell her not to worry, but he rather hoped she did. It would serve her right, who did she think she was? Who did she think she was?

With a huff, the seasonal Frei slammed the door behind him and quickly floated down the steps and out of the apartment building. The crowded streets always sent tension flooding through the creature, his headfins pinned to his skull, his delicate wings braced and narrowly avoiding the careless citizens rushing to and fro. Several folks had almost lost a hand or limb to snapping jaws or twitching fingers by the time he passed the Gambino aquarium. It was the first time Varun had noticed it at all - he did not actually know how to get to the ocean, despite his faith in his innate senses - and the building caused him to stop. It smelled so heavily of fish and water and everything else that made the sea creature happy. Perhaps this was the ocean, as well? Unable to deny his curiosity, the redhead hovered inside, pushing through the door and mingling with the crowds. It was not the fish he noticed though, but a familiar voice floating over the low murmuring, the glint of gold in the low light of the aquarium entrance. "Tariel!"

Varun waited, hovering in place as he watched his old acquaintance swirl around, as though caught in a whirlpool. It almost brought a smile to his lips, and though the corners turned upwards, he managed to stave off the expression of glee for another moment or two. His fins flicked outwards in entrance, and before he could blink twice, Tariel had disappeared into a golden blur, darting through the crowds. He'd forgotten how quick the Angel was!

"Oof!" the Leviathan grunted, barely able to open his arms before the female Frei collided with him, sending him several feet back and into a large man. Offering the stranger a toothy growl, he quickly turned his attention back to Tariel, fins forward and pricked as his wings rattled. Was he actually excited to see her? But it was so good to see someone he knew...someone he actually liked! "Very long," he agreed. "Too long. But now, you are back. Varun is....I am..." The sea monster wrinkled his nose, failing to find a word to describe all the turmoil he felt inside. "I am here. Where is here?"

If he had known, he wouldn't be asking, but the Leviathan tried to spare his friend the exasperated grunt and dramatic roll of eyes. He had liked Tariel in the past, after all, the female Frei was great fun, and very beautiful. The angel had led them on quite the wild adventure on what would have otherwise been a very dull mall trip. Shopping with Kinsey, ugh.

His fins pressed forward when the golden female leaned close, suddenly forgetting the minor irritation caused by a snubbed pride. "Aquarium? He tried the word out for himself, glancing around the damp room at all the people, and behind them, the tanks. Tanks? But he knew this was where that salty, fishy smell had been coming from, he was positive. His friend's next statement assured him of this.

"Home of fish? No no, the fish's home is the ocean," he tried to explain, but he let Tariel drag him along anyways. They soon met up with the angel's guardian and the leviathan flared his wings, eying the woman uneasily. "What are we doing. There are fish here?"