Yoongi isn't sure smart always does him much good. Sometimes it seems like it just opens his eyes to have terrible the world can be. He needs Jungkook to balance him out, needs that sweetness to remind him there's good in the world. For all of the assholes out there, there are still kind people like Jungkook, good people. It makes a difference, if only to him.

"I'm sure it's just a job to some of them," he says, shrugging, drawing back to meet Jungkook's gaze again as another shadow skims overhead. "The ones selling tickets or stuffed animals maybe. But if you're working with the animals, you have to care enough to have studied, right?" They undoubtedly do what they can for the creatures, trying to make them as comfortable as possible in an environment as close to the real ocean as they can make it. At least, he hopes so.