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Night Sky chuckled. "Really?" Granted, he was a kid, so it wasn't absurd. But knowing what she knew of Finnick so far... it seemed so odd. That man belonged to the water like she belonged to the forest.

The boat was settled though, and Night Sky seemed content with that as they started off, half tempted to offer assistance but knowing she would only be more a hindrance. "Lucky me to have you here. I know you'll keep me safe." And if they tipped over, at least she could swim and at least he was there. She wouldn't worry about it. "Do I... should I be doing anything?"

"Yeah. Didn't take me long to go in the opposite direction and get too adventurous in the water, though." He chuckles, thinking of the dangerous shit he'd get into when he was older.

"Oh yeah, I got you, baby. Don't worry." His confidence and comfort on the water is clear in his body language.

"You can get the rods ready, if you know how."

"I can do that!" She said, way too excitedly because this was not even close to her wheelhouse but she wanted to be useful. Night Sky grabbed his rod first (ha) and worked on threading the line, humming softly as she did so. When she reached for the lures, she had to actually stop and stare at them.

"...Did you make these?" They sure as shit didn't sell those in town.

He grins in amusement at her excitement, focusing on rowing them out to the middle of the lake. Hopefully the water doesn't become lava or a siren doesn't eat them.

"Yeah! I did. My mentor Mags made the best lures, and she taught me how." He smiles with pride.

Hopefully not. She would be pissed if this day got ruined because of stupid bullshit.

"I almost don't want to use them." She said with a laugh. "You should sell these." There was... probably a Gelfling market for it, if nothing else. Night Sky set his lure into place and moved to grab her own pole to repeat the process.

"Aw. Really? You think people would buy them?"

He never considered that. It's not like he's hurting for money so much anymore, but it might be nice to make a habit of making them, a positive way to honour Mags.

"Plenty of fishers around." She offered. "The locals are always out here, and I'm sure plenty of dreamers fish sometimes. If you like making then, you should give it a go." She grinned at him. "I'll support you."

"Mmm, maybe." His smile lingers, considering. He looks back at the docks, nods toward them.

"I guess I could work for those fishers, too. Probably would have if I didn't get the tea job first."

"God's it's so cute you're going to sell tea." She giggled. "I'll have to come and visit — probably means I have to wear shoes though." SIGH. "The sacrifices I make for you."

She finished setting up their poles and leaned them on the side of the boat, hands settled on the bench.

Finnick giggles along with her.

"Yeah, you will- Levi's an absolute clean freak."

Kind of funny how one person Finnick has a crush on is neurotic about cleanliness and another is pretty much always covered in dirt or forest material of some kind. Certainly there won't be a threesome with those two involved.

He decides they're far enough out and pulls the oars into the boat, taking one of the rods from Sky. With his left arm, he casts it out far with a graceful flick of his wrist.

"Wonder what kind of fish we'll get."

"Oh I'd be a fucking nightmare for him then." She said. "Guess I'll have to pull out all the stops when I go."

Night Sky took up her rod and cast it in the other direction, setting it between her knees and settling in for what she assumed would be an uneventful couple of minutes. "I know there's sunfish and bass? But I wouldn't be surprised if this place had weird shit like freshwater squid or something."

"Does that mean you'll be as clean as possible, or as dirty as possible?"

The silence of the lake settles around them. Pretty different from the roar of waves in the ocean.

"A squid would be crazy. I don't know if you can catch those with rods though. Might need a special trap."

"As clean as possible, duh! Besides, I like the guy. I don't want to mess his shit up."

She shrugged. "You're the rod expert." A beat. She snickered.

Idiot.

"You like him? That's good. I like him too."

He smiles to himself, getting that little new-reciprocated-crush feeling.

He snickers at the joke as well. They're very mature.

"I have handled more than my fair share of rods, that's true."

"He's pretty funny." She said, not indicating any obvious attraction otherwise.

She giggled. "Yeah I bet you have. You should show me how you handle them, actually. If we find any willing rod-havers."

"He is funny. We... Kissed the other day."

Finnick sounds a hint shy about admitting this, which is odd since he'll usually proclaim anything sexual in pretty much any forum.

"I'm sure between the two of us, we could find a willing rod-haver. You sure you'd only want to watch, though?"

"I know." She said, smiling innocently in his direction.

Night Sky shrugged. "Maybe? If they're into women I wouldn't mind jumping in later, but I like watching my partners enjoying themselves. And I kind of want to see you with a dick in your mouth." Sue her. "I mean a rod. In your— ah fuck it."

He chuckles.

"Alright, we'll find a rod-haver that likes being watched, then. And who will shove their dick in my mouth. Sounds fun to me."

Face-sitting is even funner when being choked by cock.

"Wait- did you say you know I kissed Levi?"

Agreed on all fronts.

"Hm? Oh. I saw you at the lantern thing." She said. "Was I not supposed to?"

"Oh- right." His cheeks heat up. Very rare to see Finnick Odair blush, congrats Sky.

"No, that's fine, we were in public. I figured someone would see..."

How does this feel more exposing than if she'd seen him fucking someone?

Congrats indeed. Whats a treat to see.

"It's cute." She said, perking up when she thought she saw her line move, then sighing when it resettled. "You looked happy from what I could see. You deserve it."

"Yeah... I like him a lot... I was terrified to kiss him. He's a tough nut to crack."

One brow lifts.

"And tough nut to bust." He bites his lip. Stupid.

Night Sky opened her mouth to reply, but stopped as he spoke again.

She nearly dropped her rod off the boat when she barked out a laugh. "Hahaha! Sorry!" She lowered her voice. "Sorry. I'm going to scare the damn fish if you crack more jokes like that."

Her laughing like that is a small thrill to him. Okay, a big thrill, though he tries not to show his excitement. He can't remember the last time anyone laughed at a joke he made, let alone one as dumb as that one. The only person who ever really humored him like that was Annie.

He may be in love with this woman.

"I don't mind catching nothing if it means hearing you laugh all day."

Night Sky wiped a tear from her eye, those last little giggles escaping before she took a breath and calmed herself.

Color crept across her cheeks, and she figured she could blame it on how hard she was laughing and not the fact that that was one of the sweetest things anyone said to her.

"As sweet as that is, we need to catch some fish for dinner! I don't want to go hunting tonight and take time from our camping."

What a deep cut for Drew lore

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