[Now, Henry's hardly what you would call a fisherman. Any experience in the hobby would have been from when he was just a kid, likely blurry in memory and an unenjoyable one at best. So when he arrives, hands clapsed behind his back, quirking a brow at Wanda and her rudimentary fishing rod...
Well. Don't look at him. He's no help.]
How long have you been going at it so far? It looks like your line is about to get tangled.
FISHING TIME
Well. Don't look at him. He's no help.]
How long have you been going at it so far? It looks like your line is about to get tangled.