that shit is weird:
she is seeking affection, after I remove hooks!
--yes, she wants you to remove barbs from her face, and has realized you are useful for that. great. (still, I trust some shark smarts, and strength of that claim, however!)
--from the moment I bumped her in the face, when she was afraid! we were friends!
---yeah, OK. ...she learned quickly enough that you're not a fucking pushover meal. Got it. and you heal face wounds. OK, chum, bully fucking-for-you...and I did mean
chum, because you're about to be the next grizzly man.
Give it two years, and the loss of your ability to travel and dive in that time, you know, because of obligations and funding and pauses and what not, etc....you get back in the water with that shark, 2 years later, when that shark has been living its shark life in that world
if it is still alive, which is pretty unlikely, then that motherfucker will think you are food.
food.
sorry, future "shark man"