" She might be the Archive, but she's still a kid, Kincaid." He frowned and looked at me. " So?" " So? Kids like cute." He blinked at me. " Cute?" " Come on." I led him downstairs.On the lower level of the Oceanarium there's an inner ring of exhibits, too, containing both penguins and--wait for it--sea otters.I mean, come on, sea otters. They open abalone with rocks while floating on their backs.How much cuter does it get than small, fuzzy, floating, playful tool users with big, soft brown eyes? "