[She's not even going to pretend to be shy. Sure, her outfit could be better, but she struts towards him with full confidence, smile bright even as she deals with sand going into her shoes. She'd take them off, but it wasn't important right now.]
What's that for? Are you making a flag?
[It looks like some sort of lance, perhaps? Or maybe just a sharp stick. She doesn't know. She's never gone fishing with a spear before, not when they had fishing poles and limited places to go back home.]
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[She's not even going to pretend to be shy. Sure, her outfit could be better, but she struts towards him with full confidence, smile bright even as she deals with sand going into her shoes. She'd take them off, but it wasn't important right now.]
What's that for? Are you making a flag?
[It looks like some sort of lance, perhaps? Or maybe just a sharp stick. She doesn't know. She's never gone fishing with a spear before, not when they had fishing poles and limited places to go back home.]