Wheeling Gull Isle hunting

He raised an eyebrow as she spoke, immediately regretting his decision to converse with this stranger. She seemed eager to prove herself, which Zodiac found exhausting. What once would have excited the man, now only made him want to be anywhere else but here. Her energy was like a white hot poker against his raw nerves. He fought the urge to roll his eyes at her story, giving only a half-interested nod instead. That's cool, he answered, not even trying to hide his disinterest. Do you want to try and catch some fish or something? he weirdly offered next. He was here now regardless of whether or not he wanted to be, so he might as well use the time to find something to eat. All of the sudden he was fucking starving, and he realized then that he probably hadn't eaten in days. He honestly couldn't remember when his last meal had been.