"Ooh," Cayde winced, giving the plush an apologetic look. "Upgrades...or surgery." Unfortunately he was a little lacking in the needle and thread department. "Sorry Lula, I think you're going to have to sit tight for a while." At least that was what he thought Omega'd introduced the cat-rabbit-eared thing as.

He swam past Tony, drifting towards the glass windows that seemed rather pointless, really, for all the good it was doing, pressing his face close as he tried to peer past his reflection. Naturally there were still plenty of aquatic life drifting about, all too happy to remain in their self-imposed enclosure.