Wisely

We were right! says Jean-Botanist.

You were, says Gaius. You both have noses for botany.

Noses? says Carl-Botanist.

Just an expression, says Gaius.

They thought I'd stopped breathing, says Terence.

We can't be right about everything, says Jean-Botanist.

Are you planning to continue as underwater botanists? asks Denis.

Yes they are, says Terence. They're going to find the Kremmy-cristarter and kill it.

No they aren't, says Faith. That's not how we do things.

That may be how cuttlefish do things.

But Jean-Botanist and Carl-Botanist cannot say.

Have a blueberry, says Terence.

No thanks, says Jean-Botanist. We don't eat them.

What do you eat? asks Terence.

The botanists look at each another.

They don't really know.

They haven't eaten since they hatched recently.

You must be very hungry, says Faith. Go back into the sea and find something you fancy.

Like a sardine, says Terence.

Or a mollusc, crab, prawn or lobster, says Faith.

Lobster! says Terence. Not Ageless!

Of course not , says Carl-Botanist. 

How do we catch them? asks Jean-Botanist.

That should be instinctive, says Gaius.

Sneak up behind them, says Faith. Then shoot out your high-speed tentacles and grab them.

Okay, says Jean-Botanist. But we can't sneak in our Nachoos.

Leave the Nachoos with us, says Gaius.

I'll take you back to the water, says Terence.

Off he goes, with the botanists.

I didn't like to mention that cuttlefish also eat other cuttlefish, says Faith.

Wisely, says Gaius.