Joel scoots back sideways to straddle the bench, arms slack at the elbows to follow the steady rock of the boat without jerking the line, eyes still fixed on the bobber floating off in the distance. Hers keeps inching closer; she's getting the hang of it exactly like he figured she would.
"Y'know normally we'd be using bait," He'd managed the lines before he woke her, tying the bobbers, the sinkers, the hooks. Unearthed dust and grit left behind in the tackle box from 20 years of decay, where roe and worms unsurprisingly don't keep. "I reckon we'll do just fine without, but the next time we go at this I'll see if I can't dig something up before we jump in."
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Joel scoots back sideways to straddle the bench, arms slack at the elbows to follow the steady rock of the boat without jerking the line, eyes still fixed on the bobber floating off in the distance. Hers keeps inching closer; she's getting the hang of it exactly like he figured she would.
"Y'know normally we'd be using bait," He'd managed the lines before he woke her, tying the bobbers, the sinkers, the hooks. Unearthed dust and grit left behind in the tackle box from 20 years of decay, where roe and worms unsurprisingly don't keep. "I reckon we'll do just fine without, but the next time we go at this I'll see if I can't dig something up before we jump in."