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Vlad roar-laughed again - he seemed incapable of any other volume - and shook his head. "Sneck," he explained, following the crabs onto the damp sand with his head held low. "Sneck furst, efter ees vater-doge!" There were no seals to be had at the time- the opportunity to catch them came and went with the tides. Vlad caught crabs and scavenged the rock pools for unlucky fish when the water withdrew, padding the occasional hunt with anything he could scratch from the rocks or pluck from the water. Within moments, he had seized a crab by the rear and held it up for Caoimhe to see. "Sheeing yew?" he hollered through a mouthful of squirming crustacean, and promptly crushed his prize.