Talkin' to myself ain't as fun

Potions? Like magic ones? That was curious. He kept watching her as she spoke, thinking about what there was to pick from and if he had done well enough in any of the competitions to get anything worthwhile. He lowered his eyes to the waves as he continued to smack out fish. She asked him a question, and for a moment he paused. He thought about his sister and what it would be like if she'd been able to do all this with him, and perhaps it was the thought of magic and potions that made the idea even come to his head but... he silently wished he could ask for her to be able to have a day like this, too.

He knew it wasn't possible, but he looked up to the woman and tried his best to give a good answer.

"Maybe a big trap or something to make all this easier. Maybe some weapons. What about you?" He shrugged his shoulders and lifted his head, eyes drifting over to her as he waited to see what her choice prize would be.