Yep. Rest in peace. Anything that dies should at least be allowed that much, since life isn't always so restful.
[He doesn't watch her skin that animal, because blood and flesh isn't his type of thing to look at, job occupation be damned. He slowly draws the line, stopping, drawing again at the faintest sign of a possible fish. ]
Trout? Here?
[Huh... He looks along the surface of the lake, thoughtful.]
Maybe I'm in for some better catches then.
...
Especially if this place poofs in some giant man-eating fish.
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[He doesn't watch her skin that animal, because blood and flesh isn't his type of thing to look at, job occupation be damned. He slowly draws the line, stopping, drawing again at the faintest sign of a possible fish. ]
Trout? Here?
[Huh... He looks along the surface of the lake, thoughtful.]
Maybe I'm in for some better catches then.
...
Especially if this place poofs in some giant man-eating fish.
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