Jungkook snorts, coughing a second later so that he doesn't come across as too rude to the parents sticking close to their children. He's always loved Yoongi's wry tone, his blasé attitude that shows in the curve of his lips. They've known each other long enough now that Jungkook understands that underneath the surface is someone who cares, and often more deeply than the rest of the group. Still the outward appearance has an undeniable appeal to Jungkook, who feels more often than not like he cares too much.

"Yes, they're very pretty," Jungkook parrots back with a slight raise of his chin, though he inevitably finds himself staring at the fish not long later. It's not uncommon for Jungkook to come across a small fish tank in someone's house, whether at a relative's or sometimes at seafood restaurants, and they've never been very exciting to him in that context. But what he tends to forget about aquariums is how much of an overall shift in ambiance they entail. The halls are dark, flecks of light bouncing off the walls, and it feels almost like stepping into another world.

(The shrieks of the children break the spell just a little.)

"Do they like... have to really carefully plan out the tanks, you think? To keep fish from eating each other?" Jungkook wonders aloud, stepping close to the glass.