“I dunno,” Bruce said, shaking his head. “Finnin’s still up and runnin’, goin’ full speed and causin’ every other shark species to go extinct. Commercial fisheries remain widely unmanaged, don’t get me started on by-catch,” the shark rambled, letting out a frustrated sigh. 

“Why was I created as a creature humans hate so much?” the shark asked, brows knit before Bruce gave a final huff of despair, pectoral fins drooping low. 

The Repairman hesitated. This was more or less the first time he’d heard about this issue. Granted, he didn’t pay attention to the other side of the Wall a whole lot, but even so, this was a big problem to miss.

“I don’t know how you know all that,” he admitted, “and I don’t know how the other side works, but…I’m sorry to hear about all that.”