Dingodile furrowed his brow. There was a certain irony in the words, creatures evolving from squids and octopuses dying when they stay too long in water. But he noticed the shaky handwriting and decided to ask a question that could be considered too much. "Did...did you ever see that happening?" His voice lowered as his eyes flashed towards the other Inkling and Octoling, though they didn't appear to have heard it. "It's okay if you don't want to answer it, I understand that it is a tough topic to talk about." He didn't mind death, but there was always some reluctance when someone asked him about death or burns. It felt wrong to talk about, like he disrespected his victims.