Swiftcurrent Creek Ain't no thinking thing

Tension was rising on several fronts - most notably between the two men, but also between herself and the fisherman she had gotten along with so well only days prior. Bazi vowed to show less of what she felt so plainly on her face, though that would have to be something she practiced at daily from now on.

"Well, hey," she intervened, smiling with full force at them both. "Why don't we do it like this. Jace and I will demonstrate first - and Ferdie can copy it later? I kind of tired him out earlier with games," she half-lied - Ferdie still moved in a way that suggested something inside him was tender, but she wasn't sure if that was something he wished to share with anyone but her and (out of necessity) the witch-doctor.

Bazi moved towards the creek, stretching her head over the rushing water. "In exchange, maybe you'll tell us a story," she suggested casually to Ferdie.