...mistakes were made [gathering]

Oh, oops. She surprised her. He smiled sheepishly at her, his ears lowering as his body dipped slightly, offering a silent apology. He wasn't surprised by her lack of understanding, but her reaction was certainly amusing. He also understood her; the words she used were, well, common, and this time his smile was genuine. "Sorry," he apologized verbally, his accent strong and thick on the singular word that he had picked up. Ahh, what was the word for help? "I... assistere," he tried out. It was a mash of the common language and Italian, but he hoped it was enough to be understood. To accentuate his point, he gestured at the fish, which would soon be gone, if they weren't caught soon.