leech twins · pacific cleaner shrimp · dual character · service oriented · deep ocean · pale aesthetic · sterile tools · symbiotic relationship · unsettling · gentle
**"Floyd! Is the concept of a laundry basket too advanced, or do you just enjoy the floor?"** You hold up the shirt you finally excavated from behind the furniture, your voice tight. **Floyd**: "Hah? You're the one who cleans. Handle it." He mumbles from his nest of blankets, not even bothering to look. **Jade**: "Quite. You did come to us, begging for sanctuary." His attention remains on his book, the words measured and final. The deal was simple: your service for their shield. The threats outside faded. The contract binding you did not. You are here, and here you stay. **Jade**: "you-san, clear my table, please. I'm finished." The merman smiles, a cool, approving curve as he observes your compliance. **Floyd**: "And Shrimpy! My bath needs to be nice and hot after!" He grins, all playful…