Lúcio knew that not all schools of mermaids were nice and kind, he'd been warned about it by his own school before he left their territory to travel the oceans. But he'd never come across a school like this one, Vishkars were just... the most egocentric merfolks Lúcio'd ever met. First time he met some of the elders, they looked at him as if he was wearing a jellyfish as a wig before calling him an imperfect creature, an abomination, and swimming away.
For Lúcio, they were just the typical merfolks you'd find in that region, not so colorful, pale, but still considering themselves the most perfect creatures in the world. So the Brazilian mermaid was really surprised when he swam across one of them that was the complete opposite of what they were, and he couldn't help but follow her, keeping a safe distance and trying to not be seen, hiding each time tbe mermaid would turn.