And Bull returns with some edible roots, some thick leaves like from a banana plant, some sprouting greens, a couple sweet cactus flowers, and some salted meat he traded for up at the Trilobite Queen's shell. Despite the variety of things there's not a lot of each — gathering too much in one place was gonna make things even harder in time.

He looks at the completed net with something like pride, tests the hold of the knots with some light tugs. "Hey, shit, good job. Okay, I'll trade ya." Half of what he's got for the net, which in turn will obviously help them catch some serious eats. "None of it's poison, but don't ask me to cook it."