"Or maybe prey can't see them very well," Jungkook suggests, arching his brow excitedly at the sudden stroke of genius. That has to be it, Jungkook thinks. If there's a type of fish or sea creature with vision that isn't as good as theirs, he could easily picture it wafting into the general reach of the jellyfish, close enough to get stung. "I guess it's possible that predators also can't see them well, and then it's up to the jellyfish to like, sting it somehow. But the prey, I really bet that's what this thinness is best for."

Jungkook tilts his head, leaning close enough that his forehead presses against Yoongi's temple, raising his own hand to trace along Yoongi's knuckles. "They almost look too pretty to eat, don't they? I think my grandma used to say that jellyfish are delicious, so I bet you can get them out here. But now I won't be able to get this one out of my head," he muses.