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she did as she was bid; deirdre wondered even still at his skill, and wondered if she would ever be capable of doing exactly as he had done.

he explained to her each of her inquiries, though not before offering, in his way, her the fish. she tilted her head some at the way he had phrased it, and then simply nodded. for him, she would do this; and she would repay him, as well. as she dined on the aquatic creature, deirdre listened to him. she licked fish-guts from her lips, and smiled warmly. you are the shark. i would be the fish, she quipped, but there was true worry within her tone. it will burn my eyes, she acknowledged nervously, glancing to the waters and back to him. she had not yet accepted this fact, though only because she wondered: and your eyesight... it is unaffected? she drew a bit nearer to him to observe his eyes with the scrutiny of a doctor but the genuine concern of an apparent friend, her curiosity ever that of the cub she still was, while her confidence befitted the teen she was becoming.