Lynx looks at him. Shifting his tail fin INTO legs. The legs growing as the tail fin split and feet formed first. The legs forming next. The scales forming a second skin on the newly formed legs. His scales then becoming nearly impossible to tell they were scales. This occured in a matter of moments after he had been picked up. "Why not? I ain't gonna be starving meself." he points out. "I be hungry anyways. Been long time since I ate something." he adds. He looks at them. Watching the surroundings as the wind ruffled the now movable silk like scales that made up the pants of his legs. They would and could sink into his skin if someone attempted to remove the scale pants from him. "Money? What be money? Be money the sparklies and shinies down below in the vessels that sunk into the sea?" he asks in a cute and naive way. Looking at him. "I have me lots of sparklies and shinies. I help me friend...sometimes." he says. Avoiding saying the truth on that. As even though he was just a kid he wasn't stupid.