[Momo grins a little at that long-suffering sort of look, though it's a very unapologetic expression, possibly because a few of his tendrils are dancing along to the beat. It's pretty corny music, but it's still music, and Momo enjoys a broad range of genres besides the stuff that he actually performs.

That, and it helps him resist the nudging urge in his brain wanting him to join in.

He keeps an eye on the performance, curious about the dynamics of the dance moves down here, but tilts one ear more towards Sora so he can hear him clearly.]

Yeah, we might as well take the chance. I mean, it's a cute little number, but from the sound of things, I can probably catch another five sometime later on.

[He'd remarkably only seen one or two before running into Sora, and at least one of those was just the tail end - but then, he hadn't been down here too long prior to now.

He collects his tendrils back together from their little floating dance, twisting himself to face a direction that will take them around the musical number. Some of the reasons the guy is giving for the direction he's chosen are a bit out there, but there's some more grounded (relatively speaking) information.]

I think he mentioned the fish had seen her? We can probably speak to fish like this, right?

[He...actually hasn't tried yet, but it makes as much sense as anything else right now.]