Geez, this guy has a lot of teeth. Like, why would anyone need that many teeth? There are questions right there on the tip of her tongue, urgent ones, such as what's the toughest thing you've ever bitten through? Impossible to know whether or not she'd be committing some kind of social faux pas though; she has, after all, never met a fish-guy before.

Both his answer and his question establish that he must be one of the Summoned though...which opens up a whole new realm of questions regarding what kind of world a fish-guy comes from inside her head, but that too can wait a minute.

"Oh, yeah? Well you're doing better than I am, dude. I just rent a place in the Free Cities. Fuck knows how much it'd cost to buy somewhere," she shrugs, takes a tentative step closer, "and yeah it's my magic special place. It's kinda lame, though. All that concentrating and manifesting and shit gives me a headache. I'm Gideon, by the way."