"Hope you're better at that than I am." Seifer was terrible at fishing. No patience for it, couldn't figure out for the life of him what he was supposed to be waiting for staring at the bobber. And nets? Forget it. Immediately tangled.

Dinosaurs would help, though she had no way of knowing that. Granted they were less a prehistoric creature re-imagined out of their fossilized remains and more walking around outside their school. Or, at least one variety was. Not to worry, big lizard with a bigger appetite he could definitely grasp.

"Ah, alright, I think I can guess well enough what you're talkin' about." His own world didn't exactly have anything closely resembling that that he could think of, didn't mean one didn't exist.

Her glance is met with a smirk and a casual shrug. "Take more than big teeth and scales to scare me off. I'm used to those." Honestly he was more intimidated by the mice that could freeze him solid by scurrying over his foot. That was a much harder to spot threat.