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The young man smirked somewhat sheepishly as she scrutinized the basket. He had been clumsy in his attempts to fish at it last time, but then again, he hadn’t really intended on doing anything with it other than gathering some grasses for the horses or carrying other things today. It had worked somewhat okay the last time he used a rather unconventional method, though, dropping the basket into the water then using a rope to jerk it quickly out, trapping the fish inside. He was sure that was just luck, however, luck that soon turned sour when that girl stole his knife.
“I’ve heard tell of baskets like this fashioned into traps for small animals,” Wayne explained with a somewhat dubious glance at the woven thing. “Good to use as a scoop for fish, but the issue is trickin’ them into it and bein’ fast enough to haul it out before they escape.” He shook his head and smirked again as she teased lightly about the lasso.
There was a thoughtful pause on the part of the collie female, and he nodded once at her apology. “Don’t blame ya,” he replied softly. “Some days talkin’ to someone ’bout your problems helps, but some days ya just want to be left alone, or punch the fool who shows up to bug you about ’em.” His amused smile was somewhat forced but warm nonetheless as he forgave her for her less than friendly behavior. Perhaps someone else would have been offended, but being somewhat unsociable and grumpy himself at times, Wayne understood where the older woman was coming from.
Neela mentioned hook fishing, and his ears perked with interest. “Used to when I was a pup,” he said. “Salvaged some old human poles for it.” He didn’t think that holding the line by hand would be much different, though, and the extra dexterity might help. He turned his head in search of the extra hooks and line she’d mentioned. “Perhaps we can cook whatever we catch?” he ventured to ask, though he didn’t press this request. “Sit and have lunch? Unless you were hopin’ to keep some of the food for your pack mates.”
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