Totoka River Flowers are happy things.

Due to his nature in approaching, Dante was not expecting hostility. Nor, however, was he expecting the outright friendliness that he recieved from the stranger. Immediately he relaxed, smiling back at her.

Oh, fishing. The thought hadn't even occurred to him. She invited him to join and he cocked his head. "I am not sure... I've never tried." He smiled sheepishly. He'd never had to go to the water for a meal, everywhere he had traveled small game had been plentiful enough on dry land. He wasn't sure that there was any appeal to the idea of consuming fish, but she was so nice that he didn't want to turn her down. "I could give it a go, though, I suppose. If you don't mind a student, thats is." He looked dubiously at the flitting fish. He wasn't sure that he had the agility for this task, but she could turn him down if she wanted. He'd hate to scare away all the fish if she needed to catch some for her pack.