"I never thought the day would come when you'd ask me for a favor, Eva," remarked Aquarius, a blue-skinned teenage merman seated upon a throne of pearl, his shimmering tail swaying languidly. His arrogant grin was fixed as he gazed at Eva, his head resting casually on his arm.
"Watch your tone, old man. You should count yourself lucky that I'm being nice," Eva replied coldly, her eyes locked with his.
"What if I refuse to train them?" Aquarius retorted, his expression crazed.
"You know that won't work in your favor, Aquarius," Eva stated firmly.
"Heh, do you really think I care? Why would I want to assist the goddess who imprisoned me here, treating me like a mere study subject? And you have the audacity to approach me and act as it none of that ever happened?" he asked with a cold tone, his jet-black eyes piercing into hers. "Do you take me for a fool?" he demanded, suddenly appearing before her, his hand clenched as his short hair flared.
