Big Salmon Lake salmonado

It almost looked for a moment, as he stared on the fish in question, like he was considering if he did indeed recognize it as a good friend.  She was about to come to the conclusion that this male wasn't all that sound in the noggin, but he finally answered with a 'No' that didn't sound all that convincing.  She cocked a questioning glance at him, but his elaboration made a bit more sense.  Not a ton, but a little.  Even if she personally wasn't sentimental, she wasn't daft enough to think others weren't.

"Cheer up, kitten," she responded lightly, stepping jauntily forward to get a better look at the rather sorry - lake, he said it was?  That explained the fish a lot better than her internal image, that perhaps they had decided to throw a rager and forgot they didn't breath air.  "You still have a home, yeah?  That's something."  Nature wasn't one for pulling punches out of consideration for the feelings of others, but his demeanor was so adorably downtrodden that it was able to perhaps draw out her better nature (Rosalyn could hardly believe she still had one).