"It's basically when you have someone terrified of a certain thing. claustrophobia is a fear of cramped spaces." she explained but nodded. "Alright, that's fair enough, you'll be able to see." she said with another nod. "A car's, well what you were probably transported in. We use it to move around faster."

( That's fine. ^ ^ Good night! )

Léan finished gobbling up his fish. He leaned backwards and floated on his back on the water, effortlessly. "I see..." He seemed to feel like an idiot when it came to the human world, but he didn't show that in his expression. "Mm. All right...that works. When do we implement this?"

"We could get the card today but as for the actual thing, it might take a few days." she said thoughtfully. "I'd need to see where to actually hide, and I have to make a couple calls. To avoid getting caught and the like." At the latest, it'd have to be in a week. That way the security might be a bit more lax. "You did live in the Bering Sea right?" That was what the manager had said, but she had to make sure.

Léan frowned upon hearing it would take a few days. Then, he nodded. "All right. I can live with that. I was captured in that area, but I do not live there...if you are going to drop me off, however, I would prefer it if you did drop me off in that particular body of water. I was up there to visit my brother, and I would like to continue that journey."

Lyra tilted her head, but nodded. "Alright, we'll do that." she said with a small smile. "I'm going to have to call Xy. He's the only one who's got a jet, and who'd be willing to let us use it to get there." she muttered softly and sighed. He wasn't going to let her live it down, but ah well. "You have a brother?" she asked.

"An identical twin brother," Léan confirmed, his brow furrowed. What in the world was a jet? "He lives up in the cold waters, in that area. I am a nomad--I wander. I do not have a set home. So, when I can, I visit him."

Lyra nodded gently, slightly surprised that he had, not just a brother but a twin brother. He must be worried about him, and it seemed they were a little close. She would also imagine that never staying in one place, for herself, wouldn't be too good since it'd get boring after going everywhere. It'd be nice to do it once in a while. "Ah, well that's pretty cool." she started before glancing back at the door and grabbing another fish for him to eat then blinked somewhat, "Though, you'll have to warn him when you get to see him about the nets and stuff. I'm sure now that people know about you, they'll look around that area for more merpeople."

"He knows not to go near nets. They caught me while I was asleep." Léan scowled. "Completely unfair. If you're going to try and catch me, at least do so when I'm awake." He did miss his brother. Dearly. He rarely got to see his brother, so it was a nice treat when he did. "He's also ten times as quick as me, being a wuss and all..." he teased, amused. "Running away does have its perks."

She frowned a little at the new information given. "They got you while asleep? Those bastards." she said, her left eye twitching somewhat in annoyance, a slight habit of hers whenever she got really ticked off. That was the equivalent of attacking someone while they were down or hurt. It just wasn't done. "And here they were bragging about it like it was some great feat." Lyra shook her head a moment later and smirked lightly. "Well, that's good that he can evade the nets then. But yeah, sometimes it does. So, your brother's the one who's always afraid?" she asked.

Léan sighed. He ducked down after a moment of silence to retrieve the newest fish. Then, he resurfaced again and laid on the water on his back, nibbling on the fish and very much resembling a sea otter. "Of course they would brag about it...that is how most human beings are. Brag, brag, brag...bravado this, show off that..." he grumbled. It was apparent that he had some trust issues. "Yes. My brother is a coward deep down. He even admits it. He is afraid of everything from humans to crabs."

That got a small chuckle from her. Both his way of eating the fish, and the comments. "Well, seem to have 75% of the human population down right there." she commented, slightly shrugging. "I'd say sorry for their behalf, but I'm not sure if that would work. Don't you have any merpeople like that though?" she asked curiously. She could imagine he'd seen some others during his traveling, though she wasn't sure. She though about his words on his brother, slightly curious. "How does your brother get by then, with being so afraid of everything?"

Léan nibbled more on his fish, tail swishing back and forth in the water slightly. "Mm. Yes. We do have unkind people. Such as my fath..." He trailed off. "Such as someone I know. My brother lives in a small colony up in the Bering Sea. They take care of him."

((I have to take a shower--I'll be back. :3))

Lyra's ear perked somewhat, though it was hidden by her hair. She hadn't missed that word. 'His father?' she thought musingly before nodding. She'd let it drop. "Well, that's good then. Least he's with others and he's safe." she commented. Looking at the bucket of fish she tilted her head. "How does it taste? Raw like that?" she asked again. She'd tasted raw fish before, but never actually had the whole fish with everything still in tact like that.

( Alright then. ^ ^- See you later! )

Léan nodded, relieved that she'd let it drop. "Yes. I feel much safer knowing that he is in the company of others," he agreed. Then, he blinked and glanced at the fish. "...? What do you mean raw? This is how I always eat fish. This is not my favorite fish, but it is all right...tasty..."

Lyra nodded, seeing that he did really care about his brother. She shook her head. "No, well, yeah, but, um.." she stopped, blinking before shaking her head. "Never mind. You answered it." she said laughing slightly. "Well, I was just wondering because, I've never had fish with all the organs and stuff, so I was curious. What is your favorite fish?" she asked.

Léan tilted his head. "The organs are flavorful. They taste quite good. I cannot see myself eating a fish without the organs..." He grinned, closing his eyes, as he finished his current fish. "Blue-Fin Tuna..." he informed her, dreamily. "Preferably adult Blue-Fin Tuna, but any age is good. They are becoming rarer and rarer these days..." he added, solemnly.

She tilted her head before nodding. "Maybe I'll have one, if I'm ever that daring." she said with a small smirk. Her eyes widened a little before blinking. "Wow. Tuna's always big. But, yes they are rather rare nowadays." she said, not needing to say why exactly the reason was. "They have some at this aquarium I think." she said with a small shrug. "Though I don't think they'd let you eat it."

Léan seemed amused. "I would think that's an acquired taste for your kind." He perked up and then scowled at the mention of tuna he couldn't eat. "I wish they would. I'm in the mood for some tuna..."

"It probably is. But we'll see if I like it. " She had a small smirk before tilting her head. "Well, I'm not sure if they would let you, but, if we can when we get you out of here. I can try and get you one." she offered.

Léan frowned. "...No...don't do that. I believe that would make everything more difficult for you. Trust me--I am fine as I am." He seemed to not want her to get caught...he did want to get home, after all.

Lyra raised an eyebrow but shook her head. "It wouldn't be hard to do that. But alright." She nodded before glancing at the bucket of fish, grabbing one of the fish firmly. "Well, you want to try after the last fish to get the card? Or soon?" she asked.

"After this fish sounds heavenly, actually. Maybe during the incident, you could 'accidentally' dump the entire stock of fish in here." Léan ducked underwater, eagerly awaiting the drop of the fish. He seemed happy to cooperate with her.

She laughed and nodded, dropping the fish into the water. "Alright. I'll manage that somehow." she said with a small grin. Maybe kick it or place it closer to the edge. She took off her purse, just in case it got wet or something as she took the bucket and dragged it a little closer to her and the edge, just right to have a small spill.

Léan chased after the fish eagerly, capturing it and returning to the surface. He ate it quickly, and then eyed her once he finished. "So, how do you want to do this? Should I drag you in?"

"Well, you could be trying to pull me in, I yell, they rush in or something. Or, you could pull me in, I yell, they rush in." she said, shrugging. "I don't care for either. You could do what you want." she stated, not really minding either way. She then grabbed another fish, and instead of dropping it, she seemed to be trying to hand it to him. This way he'd have a better way of grabbing.