[They're dope, Ochako! They are fresh to death! Obviously. Okuyasu gives her her giggling minute, making sure that he's still looking totally cool about dope fishing skills over here (there may be a pose). The Hand is still overly-seriously handling the net, but technically this is multitasking on Okuyasu's part - dope fishing skills: Stand fishing without looking.
The Hand has fished up some gray lumps. Okuyasu's expression falls; ew.]
Yeah, all the way out into nasty-ass mushy seaweed water... [is there seaweed in lakes? he knows not and cares even less, ewww, The Hand tosses the net back out again.] How long's it supposed to take?
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The Hand has fished up some gray lumps. Okuyasu's expression falls; ew.]
Yeah, all the way out into nasty-ass mushy seaweed water... [is there seaweed in lakes? he knows not and cares even less, ewww, The Hand tosses the net back out again.] How long's it supposed to take?