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[ ...Yeah, a dolphin smiling at him isn't a sight he ever needed to see! It's less striking than a shark smiling at him, but still. Yikes...

But it's not enough to throw off his pout-game. ]

I see how it is! I'm just your trophy b-boy —

[ He catches the word in his throat before it leaves his tongue completely. He's not her boyfriend!!! He's not. They weren't going to define this.

So he attempts to course-correct with: ]

Boy...who is also a friend. Trophy fffffffriend. Y-yeah! That's it.

[ Nailed it. It doesn't even occur to him that she probably doesn't recognize the term "boyfriend" to begin with. ]