[ Alberto stays silent and glowers at the sirens, all of them, and at first starts to drift away when Luca tugs him along. But then he stops, yanking his hand away, and glides shortly back toward the sirens, venom in his voice suddenly. ]
No— wait. My dad wasn't wrong about anything...! He wasn't wrong about humans — and he wasn't wrong about sea monsters, either! There's a reason we lived on land, and it's because of people like you. People who're closed-minded and cruel and stupid...! If you can't understand people who are different from you — even other sea monsters?! — then that's a problem with you. You're the ones who won't change. You're the ones endangering yourselves — cuz you won't stop fighting! You guys are worse than the humans...! I-I mean— What, you can't eat oysters instead of people...?! Pssh, c'mon, jeez!
[ He gestures as he speaks, raising his voice before he even knows it. There's a ripple of shock through the group, but the elder siren, though she does widen her eyes at first, keeps her poker face on, cool and collected as Alberto pops off viciously at her. He cocks his head sharply at Luca, indicating he's ready to go, but shoots one last glare at the sirens. ]
Dai, let's go, Luca. ...You know: We feel bad for you. It must suck choosing to live such a small life.
[ And with a final well-chosen gesture their way (which may lose some cultural nuance, sure, but the aggressive meaning is still quite clear), Alberto turns to swim away, now taking Luca's hand instead. He's said his piece... ]
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No— wait. My dad wasn't wrong about anything...! He wasn't wrong about humans — and he wasn't wrong about sea monsters, either! There's a reason we lived on land, and it's because of people like you. People who're closed-minded and cruel and stupid...! If you can't understand people who are different from you — even other sea monsters?! — then that's a problem with you. You're the ones who won't change. You're the ones endangering yourselves — cuz you won't stop fighting! You guys are worse than the humans...! I-I mean— What, you can't eat oysters instead of people...?! Pssh, c'mon, jeez!
[ He gestures as he speaks, raising his voice before he even knows it. There's a ripple of shock through the group, but the elder siren, though she does widen her eyes at first, keeps her poker face on, cool and collected as Alberto pops off viciously at her. He cocks his head sharply at Luca, indicating he's ready to go, but shoots one last glare at the sirens. ]
Dai, let's go, Luca. ...You know: We feel bad for you. It must suck choosing to live such a small life.
[ And with a final well-chosen gesture their way (which may lose some cultural nuance, sure, but the aggressive meaning is still quite clear), Alberto turns to swim away, now taking Luca's hand instead. He's said his piece... ]