Thomas was strolling through the fish market, eyeing what the humans had out for sale. He had gotten quite adjusted to eating all sorts of human cuisine, but he still found himself longing for fish from time to time. After all, it was his natural diet, and...well, even not being able to remember much about his life in the water, he still got homesick for the ocean from time to time. Eating fish helped him feel closer to home.

But on this particular day, he got distracted before he had the chance to purchase a fish. He caught sight of a man that a little voice in the back of his head told him should be familiar, despite the fact that he wasn't. Another hippocampus, he was certain. He simply had to see his face. So he forced his way through the crowd and to the man, practically chasing him down through the market.