fishy friend time

Hattori eyed the pile of fish, his nose twitching as he noted the freshness of Kuroo's catch. It appeared as though he was settling in well, putting himself to work and managing the fishery to the best of his abilities. Like most things it was no doubt easier said than done, but rather than kick up a fuss he'd simply gotten on with it. Impressive. Hattori padded a little closer,  his gaze roving over the calm waters. He'd already had his fill this morning and didn't intend to eat again till later in the day, but the haul would do well to stock their larder.

He eyed the fish at his paws for a moment and though he did not intend to accept, he appreciated the sentiment all the same. In his own, silent broody way.

"I am not hungry. You should have it, fishing is hungry work."