Jr blepped as they stared at their father, blinking before moving to get up, moving close to him and tugging on his sleeve. "Papa, papa? Can I help you build today?" They whined softly, continuing to hold onto Foolish's sleeve. They had taken to mimicking Foolish's style, lots of small but shiny jewelry resting on their skin and scales as their slightly darker green eyes watched Foolish softly. "I wanna help, papa! Let me help, please! I'll be good, I promise!" They clasped their hands together in a begging way as they made puppy shark eyes at Foolish in hopes that it would convince the elder shark god to let them help. They had promised to be good after all, that was good enough for them. Maybe not for Foolish, but it was good enough for Jr, and made them determined to keep trying to convince Foolish.