[ Maybe Heewon's on her way to becoming a pro, but Dokja is struggling. He's got the fishing pole in his hands, yes, but good god, it took effort to get to this point. And even at this point, he has no idea what he's doing. Every single time he thinks he gets so much as a nibble on the other end of the line, he's jerking his rod (not like that) and coming up with literally nothing.
Actually, that's not true. He snagged a waterlogged branch one time. ]
You think so? I don't think I would have gotten very far with them.
[ Help, he is losing his mind with this side quest. ]
[ IT'S BETTER THAN KILLING PEOPLE? Though at this rate Dokja would be the one dying from failing to complete the scenario.
It's impossible not to crack a smile at the way he flounders, moving first too quickly and then too slow, his movements twitchy as he holds the fishing pole like its some unfamiliar weapon. But maybe that's just a natural consequence of spending so long fighting for their lives. It's not as though she's that much better herself, body tensing too often when she sees something out of the corner of her eye or hears a noise that she doesn't recognize. ]
Maybe not.
[ She'll concede him this much, after watching him fumble. And then, after watching him fumble a little longer, she ambles over to him. (For all her delusions at becoming a fishing master, she hasn't exactly caught any fish either.) ]
A guy I met here earlier told me you can use your fingers to get a feel for when there's a fish on the line. It's supposed to be more accurate that way.
[ No, it's mostly the consequence of having zero talent for most things which now include fishing. It's not like he's much of an outdoorsy person in general, and now he's expected to catch fish with zero experience? If Heewon weren't here, he would truly be doomed.
He glances up at her as she approaches, frustration clear as day on his face. The result of how poorly he's doing, though he tries to hide some of that away when she offers her advice. Fingers to get a feel? Isn't that what the rod is for??
Still, he tries it, placing the tips of his fingers on the line and... not feeling much of anything. ]
Do you happen to know how long this usually takes?
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Actually, that's not true. He snagged a waterlogged branch one time. ]
You think so? I don't think I would have gotten very far with them.
[ Help, he is losing his mind with this side quest. ]
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It's impossible not to crack a smile at the way he flounders, moving first too quickly and then too slow, his movements twitchy as he holds the fishing pole like its some unfamiliar weapon. But maybe that's just a natural consequence of spending so long fighting for their lives. It's not as though she's that much better herself, body tensing too often when she sees something out of the corner of her eye or hears a noise that she doesn't recognize. ]
Maybe not.
[ She'll concede him this much, after watching him fumble. And then, after watching him fumble a little longer, she ambles over to him. (For all her delusions at becoming a fishing master, she hasn't exactly caught any fish either.) ]
A guy I met here earlier told me you can use your fingers to get a feel for when there's a fish on the line. It's supposed to be more accurate that way.
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He glances up at her as she approaches, frustration clear as day on his face. The result of how poorly he's doing, though he tries to hide some of that away when she offers her advice. Fingers to get a feel? Isn't that what the rod is for??
Still, he tries it, placing the tips of his fingers on the line and... not feeling much of anything. ]
Do you happen to know how long this usually takes?