Greatwater Lake wrapped them in "I don't owe you a damn thing"

As the wispy haired female begins trying to pronounce his name once more he chuckles sweetly at her. The open mouthed smile graces her with dangerous teeth that gleam beautifully in the moonlight. “Close enough.” He sounds out to her with a playful wink.

At her confirmation of knowing how to hunt, she stares at him and Donovan wades further into the water. Staring down into it. Only moments later he sees the shimmering scales of a fish pass by and his head is shooting into the water. Only staying submerged for a second he comes back up, the entirety of his massive head dripping wet and a ten inch long fish in his mouth. He trots out of the water and places the fish in front of her, silently offering her half or all of it. He can catch more if he needs to.