Tidus doesn't nudge Inigo as he comes to rest on him. Instead he's tipping his head to give room, but also focusing on how he holds the book to make the pages visible. The klakti are a humanoid species, if barely; the scandalous features to be found on a human not noticeably present, but it's hard to spy with some of the pictures taken. On the first page, the shells adorn each individual like simple clothing; some like cowrie, others clams, all of different shapes and sizes. Most of the scenery is of beaches and the ocean, caverns drenched in a green-blue hue all around, with light littered by some unknown source.
Tidus flips slowly through the magazine. Some people wear the sea shells as a dress that reaches to their webbed feet, but with obvious splits if one looks carefully. Swimming is their life.
"Different, huh? I wouldn't wear it," hah, "but it's pretty cool, learning about them like this. And they can go deeper than pretty much any human! They have some sports game too, underwater, and all kinds of kid games too." Where was that page? Tidus flips through trying to find it, but fails, landing on a page showing what some of the deeper seas look like.
"There was one with a net and catching balls with them, and another something to do with fish...? Anyway," a small laugh and grin, "nothing I heard about as a kid."
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Tidus doesn't nudge Inigo as he comes to rest on him. Instead he's tipping his head to give room, but also focusing on how he holds the book to make the pages visible. The klakti are a humanoid species, if barely; the scandalous features to be found on a human not noticeably present, but it's hard to spy with some of the pictures taken. On the first page, the shells adorn each individual like simple clothing; some like cowrie, others clams, all of different shapes and sizes. Most of the scenery is of beaches and the ocean, caverns drenched in a green-blue hue all around, with light littered by some unknown source.
Tidus flips slowly through the magazine. Some people wear the sea shells as a dress that reaches to their webbed feet, but with obvious splits if one looks carefully. Swimming is their life.
"Different, huh? I wouldn't wear it," hah, "but it's pretty cool, learning about them like this. And they can go deeper than pretty much any human! They have some sports game too, underwater, and all kinds of kid games too." Where was that page? Tidus flips through trying to find it, but fails, landing on a page showing what some of the deeper seas look like.
"There was one with a net and catching balls with them, and another something to do with fish...? Anyway," a small laugh and grin, "nothing I heard about as a kid."