It's amazing how quickly an animal can turn into meat. Which is a simple, stupid kind of thing to think about - because of course, right? - but still comes to mind once Joel has it trimmed down into fillets. The thin square cuts are so totally abstract from the flopping fish at the bottom of the rusty tackle box that she'd been feeling sorry for earlier.

"So we eat it now, right? C'mon, you're killing me here."