"Can I come along?" asks Patience, half getting out of her chair. "And, I dunno, I can't cook - chop things? Taste them and offer insightful comments?"
"I do fish by magic! Do you wanna see me fish by magic? It's actually not much to look at, just me with a net on a pole scooping mysteriously dying fish out of the water."
He fetches his net on a pole, and a basket to contain the assassinated fish; he dons appropriate footwear; he leads her out to a part of his property that adjoins the river.
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(She noticed that Loel was wearing different clothes when he came to introduce Patience than he was earlier in the day.)
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"What kinda seafood are you going to make?"
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