Kryner smiled, "I'm not much a fisherman myself but I do know a few things my grandpa taught me." He said while they walked around down the dirt trail and washed up muddy path leading to the docking area. A little wooden platform revealing the cabin where they could stand and cast off with the long lines. The fishing rods were tucked in nice and safe, some bait in a can waiting for them with a trio of chairs to pick from. Kryner meandered over to take a seat and happily patted one next to him for her to sit down. Drawing up a cast he unset the hook and waited for her to come beside him, "So the most important thing is, slow movements with how you change directions." He smiled and slowly took a swing with his left side to cast downrange for the water to make a little bloop.<br/><br/>James nodded as he looked at her and felt her touching his face to pull his hair away. As he watched with eager anticipation she came forward kissing him and it felt a little odd... like it was a kiss but he felt different in a good way. He felt like he was the one being swindled into it, he also noticed his lips felt... softer plusher than what he was use to and when he opened his mouth to mack out on hers, the teeth felt different that was one thing he instantly noticed.