At least she didn't seem to be making fun of him. Instead, she just told him that he shouldn't be embarassed to be doing poorly cause apparently that's the only way you can end up doing good. He wasn't sure he saw the logic in that, his brow lifting, but he shook it off and smirked. "Well, thanks, I guess. Hopefully, the good part will happen sooner rather than later." He could only hope. He stood his ground, watching the fish dart and jump all around him. It was a humbling moment, to have prey right there and not be able to get them. He almost felt like sulking, but didn't want his new watcher to see that. He glnaced up as she went racing up the banks, curiosity in his gaze before she pointed out a spot where the fish were gathering. "Really?"

He was quick to trot over and see what she was seeing. When he saw the deeper water, he scowled in thought before turning to her. "So, how would you suggest I go about getting the fish? I was already too slow in the shallows. Won't the deeper water just make me that much more slow?" He was trying to follow her logic here but he felt like he was in over his head. Maybe this whole fishing thing just wasn't for him, but he wasn't ready to give up just yet.