[ There's already the goopy gurgling sound coming from further ahead. A blood river, quite a bit upstream from where it runs into a lake. Another stream made out of lava glows in the distance. ]
[ Squalo walks along the shore a bit further, finding a nice creek and then finally taking his backpack off, setting up the little folding chairs, taking a drink from his coffee thermos and then going through the fishing equipment to make sure everything's in order. Nobody wants a fish hook in the eye after all. ]
[ He won't inject himself in the conversation unless prompted, it seems the two are fine without his input at the moment. ]
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[ Squalo walks along the shore a bit further, finding a nice creek and then finally taking his backpack off, setting up the little folding chairs, taking a drink from his coffee thermos and then going through the fishing equipment to make sure everything's in order. Nobody wants a fish hook in the eye after all. ]
[ He won't inject himself in the conversation unless prompted, it seems the two are fine without his input at the moment. ]