I yawn for the millionth time in the aquarium and blink at the bright light of a flash nearby, body heavy and achy from too much today. Arrick walks behind me with his arms around my waist, pushing my tired body like a child.

“Maybe you need a nap before we get dinner.” He nuzzles his nose against my ear from behind, pushing his knees into my legs to keep me walking, and holding me up bodily. To anyone watching, I am behaving like a stroppy kid who doesn’t want to walk around ...