Helen is pleased with all the kinds. She goes and looks at them all.

And then there are assorted sharks!

Ooooh, sharks.

Sharks are not squishy, but they are very sharky.

"Ooh, colours," says Kalavar. She sits on Helen's head and turns into a dragon with big arched wings that contain all of the colours.

There are a lot of colors, although a surprising fraction of the fish just use black and white and yellow.

Still, it is plenty of colours! And Kalavar is all of them. She is so pretty.

She is. A few passing children's daemons copy her.

She preens her vivid wings with her little dragon nose.

"Ooh," says Helen. "They're wiggly!"

They are wiggly, and the electric ones have sensors in their tanks to tell you how electric they are being at any given time.

Kalavar becomes a snake and coils around Helen's shoulders while Helen peers at the wiggly eels and reads the sensors on the electric ones.

After eels are funny fishes that pop up vertically from the sand at the floor of their tank, like grass.

She giggles at the funny fishes! They are funny.

Next are manatees. They drift about peacefully and eat lettuce.

"They look huggable," Helen declares.

"No swimming with these ones, sorry," says Ranata, peering at the sign. "But they do, don't they?"

"I will just have to hug you instead," says Helen, and she does.