Redhawk Caldera gone fishing

Finley stepped into the water a few feet away from Pantaleimon, but parallel to him so that she could keep an eye on his actions.  She had no intention of pretending to be some sort of expert at fishing - after all, she knew there wouldn't be any use since he was about to see in her action anyway.  Her best bet was to try and copy the obviously more talented Pan.


"I uh... I'm more the chase 'em type," Fin admitted with a sheepish grin, "I mean, I try to be the stand-still-and-wait type, but I'm not all that good at being patient."