Kiri's up early the next morning, restless with various low-level simmering concerns, and wanders out of her room.
"Can I come along?" asks Patience, half getting out of her chair. "And, I dunno, I can't cook - chop things? Taste them and offer insightful comments?"
"Observations of a potentially private nature," is what she settles on after a moment.
Kiri shrugs at Sarelle. She caught only that Patience and Loel are getting along and mutually fond.
(She noticed that Loel was wearing different clothes when he came to introduce Patience than he was earlier in the day.)
"There's a river. I fish in it. I have fish. My plans are not yet any more detailed than that."
"I do fish by magic! Do you wanna see me fish by magic? It's actually not much to look at, just me with a net on a pole scooping mysteriously dying fish out of the water."
He fetches his net on a pole, and a basket to contain the assassinated fish; he dons appropriate footwear; he leads her out to a part of his property that adjoins the river.
...scoops a mysteriously dying trout into the basket.
"I wonder if I can get all the bones out. Probably not as neatly as Ekador, but I bet I could peel the meat off them."
He scoops another mysteriously dying trout.
"Enough to feed everybody," he says. "I'd rather have leftovers than insufficient trouts, but it's not like I need to stock up, I can come back here and get more anytime I want."