[A shrug. He's known more than one person take a bite from a landed pike that they thought was already dead. They were already aggressive but something about Mars had sure made them worse.]
Keep you going for a while if you catch one, assuming it doesn't break your line first.
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[He rolls his eyes, but there's no animosity behind it.]
Shchuka. That pike or perch?
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[A shrug. He's known more than one person take a bite from a landed pike that they thought was already dead. They were already aggressive but something about Mars had sure made them worse.]
Keep you going for a while if you catch one, assuming it doesn't break your line first.
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[He snorts.]
That the sort of fish you wanted to show me how to catch?
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[Shrug. He puffs out another drag of smoke.]
Maybe. Some time.
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[He rubs his face. It really is starting to hurt.]
Alright. I'm going to go ice the shit out of my face. I'll see you around.
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[He'll just stay where he is until he's done with his cigarette.]
I'm always around.