"Pretty much," Jango replied with a shrug.<br/><br/>"It can take a while though. Some sharks are only native to certain parts of the world. Some of us had to spend weeks under water, living on fish and their wits. It can get dangerous," Frankie explained. "Some of us volunteer to take shifts in the water. We can't accompany the one waiting for their shark but we can monitor the waters, know if they're in trouble. It used to be that if they didn't come back, people just assumed they were dead. That was part of the deal. It's a bit different now though."<br/><br/>"I've never heard of anyone having an extinct shark spirit. The great thing about sharks, though, is they haven't had to evolve for millions of years since they're such efficient predators. There just aren't that many extinct shark species. Beside, you know, prehistoric ones." Jango went on. He had taken some ocean biology classes in college with a focus on sharks. Most among the tribe did. Others simply learned from elders who knew about sharks. "When your leg's healed up would you... I mean.... I-I'd be happy to go with you to... find out. I could help you meet your shark."<br/><br/>Frankie scoffed. "Points for stuttering, Casanova."