Since the topic was about finding the shark who had killed his family, Tim was the first to form a question after hearing out what the old man had to say.
He locked eyes with the geezer and asked, "What do you want to do? This isn't supposed to be your battle, so tell me more?"
With a small smirk on his shrimpy face, the latter answered. "You'll see."
It was clear that this little old man did not want to speak, he even began eyeing a small net that was roaming across the waters, just a few meters away.
That gave him motivation to instantly crawl forward, towards the same net. He could have leaped as usual of course, but those types of powerful jumps are limited, and the last thing he wanted right now was extra attention.
His friends firmly peeked at the perplexing geezer, and were in a slight pondering regarding what to do. Because for a wise old man, it didn't seem so smart to crawl directly towards the net.