Moana's smile was set in place. Credence was distant and unlike anyone she's met before. She didn't understand him but she wouldn't push him. She'd just be there, that's what a friend and a leader did. "No, not catching bugs. It's a net for fishing. I'm weaving it from stalks I have." She didn't know what milkweed was but she she had found was perfect for what she needed.

"It's something that I used to do on my island and we'll be able to collect fish faster with it. I'm making one for Thorfinn and I plan to make another for those at the inn to use." If she can mange it. She's slowly getting faster now that she was getting used to using the new material.

"Is that unusual where you're from?"