Gyre tries to imagine being fond of fish, and his mind breaks almost immediately. He knows some people who have worked with wolves and vultures and crows, and he knows that sometimes they're very fond of those animals. He knows that these people keep cats and dogs in their houses for whatever reason. All fluffy, companionable, useful animals.

Fish though??? "I..." he starts, trying to think of a time he'd want to just sit by the water and watch them move around instead of trying to catch them.

"I'll... ask him," he finally concludes. He doesn't need to understand it to respect Ten's feelings if they are his. His fish. "Or one of them. They'll know if he uh, likes them, I think."