Flooding the harbor for as far as he could see, lazy pearl-white jellyfish swayed with the tide. Bumping unawares into one another, sometimes tangling tentacles or getting snagged on the rocks. When Eridanys scoffed and stepped forward to pinch one and throw it back out into open water, Alba had to fight the instinct to grab and stop him. “Didn’t it sting you?” he asked, grabbing the man’s hand in concern. Eridanys just wrinkled his nose. “It did. Not very grateful, are we!” he shouted, making Alba raise an eyebrow.
