Witch's Marsh prorsus

Of course Germanicus had seen the show of folly, and Ico wilted at knowing this; but the handsome hunter did not laugh at him, or point out his flaws, or call him a flaw in and of himself. Instead, he offered practical advice that had never previously occurred to the boy.

Come to think of it, the few times he had managed to catch something had been under cover of darkness...

Thank you, he breathed. For the advice. I've... always had trouble with these more helpful skills. Hunting, fishing, fighting. Things like that. Ico was more of a soulful being, not suited to the vital reality of dog-eat-dog.