Perhaps it's a good thing that fish have no idea what their future holds. We can only imagine their reactions. "Sorry, chap, you're going to have your armour removed, your innards replaced with cabbage, and krill pushed into your orifices".
Would it soften the blow if they knew how tasty they became? A stuffed catfish is elevated by the brassic flavours, achieving culinary peaks that are unrivalled on Ashenfall. We like to think that the knowledge would soften the blow.