As if stopped in the middle of his greeting, Levi gives a moments pause before making an exclamation — complete with shooting upwards as if an underwater fissure exploded to push him high into the sea. "Levi...chan?" he laughs, clearly amused and excited, "I like that. Levichan, Levithan, why, my great-great-great grandfather's uncle's cousin's friend would be tickled about that."

He swims toward the man, circling his head a couple times. "I think I like you, so I'll offer you the whale's feed, friends."

He flutters around before settling in front of them both and holds up his claws. "Silver or gold?"