The Merman, My Man
Noticing my gaze, Bob suddenly laughed, “What’s going on with you… Baron’s sister? Your face? Your eyes, and your ears…”
He gestured at his own eyes and ears as he spoke, the smile on his face getting more sinister. “You look just like a mermaid now… Haha! I knew Baron was hiding something from me. He had been studying the merfolk for years, but I guess you’ve just proven my theory in its entirety. He lied to me! Hahaha! Come now, beautiful mermaid, surrender quietly if you don’t want to see your brother die in a cell—Baron’s at the concentration camp, you know.”