"It's ok." Juliet took the fish and looked at it for a second, then at him. Was she really supposed to eat it scales and all? Then she remembered her knife and looked around for a relatively flat rock down on the seafloor that would work as a cutting board.
Soon enough she had the fish roughly filleted and looked up at Cris. "You mentioned spellsongs earlier, that you'd use to cook with. How do they work?"