Terra stands there helplessly, bug spray in one hand and duct tape in the other. He eventually trudges over, staring down at Noctis and the little girl and the... fancy fishing things? Trinkets? ... No, lures. Lures?
What, you mean people don't just use worms for bait?]
Is this what you do...? [He's catching bits and pieces of the lesson (that the girl only seems to be interested in because some of those lures are super shiny).] You're a... fisherman?
[Don't really... have the look... of a fisherman... Or what he imagines a fisherman would look like.]
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Terra stands there helplessly, bug spray in one hand and duct tape in the other. He eventually trudges over, staring down at Noctis and the little girl and the... fancy fishing things? Trinkets? ... No, lures. Lures?
What, you mean people don't just use worms for bait?]
Is this what you do...? [He's catching bits and pieces of the lesson (that the girl only seems to be interested in because some of those lures are super shiny).] You're a... fisherman?
[Don't really... have the look... of a fisherman... Or what he imagines a fisherman would look like.]