Absolutely it's a shark, why the hell not, they're fighting an octopus. There is no god here.

Hershel stared at the tank for a moment, jesus discover channel shit much, before lifting a hand to find it covered in ink. He sighed- oh well, at least it wasn't like he was going to tea with the Queen or anything, before glancing over at Heiji and his offered hand.

He couldn't help a small laugh after a moment, shaking his head and taking Heiji's hand to help pull himself up. "For goodness's sake, how did we almost get beaten by a sea creature?" Skill, basically. His humor faded somewhat. "I'm alright, bit of a mess though- what about you?"