Jo was walking this way. She'd been debating going as far as the river could take her along one bank today. See what grew because it was fed so constantly by the water. But getting there, she'd had to help someone with their fishing baskets, and now there was the other blonde girl, the taller one, with a fishing pole, staring at the water, like it might jump up and bite her, more than just overlap in its banks like the other guy.

"Today seems to be a very fish-catching day." Jo said, aware, it felt as odd in her mouth as it sounded out loud once it left her mouth. This place was just full of not much she really wanted to say, do, or be in. Yet she was stuck, here, again. Another time. With all these new people. Most of them with faces she remembered, even if she hadn't gotten to know them the last go around. "Anything biting over here?"