08.Jan.14, 07:00 PM
Trel nodded agreeably as Sennia explained what she was doing or actually not doing to the fish. He'd already surmised that she was having a bit of trouble with the task. Otherwise she wouldn't have been staring at two dead fish like someone cornered by a large and hungry feline. He could sympathize. He wasn't exactly fond of fish in their pre-cooked form. Cold and often slimy, their was little about a dead fish he could find appealing. The way they seemed to watch you even in death was also a bit off putting.
"Me to! Always did best with the furry and warm blooded. Don't really get much fish in land. Well not unless your some lord holder or something. Though mind you I'm not sure I'd fancy them even if I was one." He thoughtfully drummed a few fingers against the table top. It had taken him a number of mangled fish before he'd gained anything resembling skill when it came to dealing with them. As a beastcrafter he'd often had to dissect various animals in an attempt to discover what they may have died from and also to better understand how they worked. Fish of course were much different from a herdbeast or runner, though some of the insides were similar. The beastcrafter in him couldn't help but enjoying poking around at something's insides and figuring out what was what.
"Well your biggest problem is your too damn tense. Can't to anything right when your stiff as a board. So what ya ruin a few fish. Their already dead so I doubt they care too much about what's happening to them now." He looked back up at Sennia noting the intensity of her stare. He stared back, a corner of his mouth slowing sliding up into a smirk. "Liking what you see Sennia?" He drawled, propping his chin up on his fists. "You know we could always just skip this whole fish cutty uppy thing." Trel suggested with a knowing little wink. "Maybe we could find something to do that you are good at."
"Me to! Always did best with the furry and warm blooded. Don't really get much fish in land. Well not unless your some lord holder or something. Though mind you I'm not sure I'd fancy them even if I was one." He thoughtfully drummed a few fingers against the table top. It had taken him a number of mangled fish before he'd gained anything resembling skill when it came to dealing with them. As a beastcrafter he'd often had to dissect various animals in an attempt to discover what they may have died from and also to better understand how they worked. Fish of course were much different from a herdbeast or runner, though some of the insides were similar. The beastcrafter in him couldn't help but enjoying poking around at something's insides and figuring out what was what.
"Well your biggest problem is your too damn tense. Can't to anything right when your stiff as a board. So what ya ruin a few fish. Their already dead so I doubt they care too much about what's happening to them now." He looked back up at Sennia noting the intensity of her stare. He stared back, a corner of his mouth slowing sliding up into a smirk. "Liking what you see Sennia?" He drawled, propping his chin up on his fists. "You know we could always just skip this whole fish cutty uppy thing." Trel suggested with a knowing little wink. "Maybe we could find something to do that you are good at."