With a sudden laugh, Jungkook raises his chin, pleased at the way that Yoongi describes the time that they spend dozing off together. It's true that Jungkook tends to be the one who holds onto Yoongi — he likes being the big spoon, he likes being able to completely engulf Yoongi with his arms, sneaking gentle kisses to his forehead when Yoongi's breathing is heavy enough to indicate deep sleep. It might be a little naive to think that what the otters are doing is quite the same thing, but Jungkook also doesn't see how it'd hurt to attach some hypothetical emotions to the animals. Plenty of creatures in the world have varying means to keep track of one another, after all, but not very many hold hands. Maybe that means otters have a greater affection for one another, lending each other the most useful part of their bodies.

"I'll hold onto you for the rest of our lives," Jungkook declares softly, giving Yoongi's hand a squeeze.

He glances down at the girl shortly after, not having taken much notice until Yoongi speaks up. The girl gives a small pout, duly chastised even by Yoongi's gentle tone, and pulls her hand back from the glass. "But... oppa, how will I get the otters to look at me if I don't make noise? I wanna play with them."