"As long as it's okay to eat," he said. He had been hungry for a while now. At this time, he felt he could eat any sort of food. He saw movement in the river and it was close to the bank. It was not a big fish but it was enough to make a small meal.

"I wonder," Ico hummed thoughtfully. He crawled toward it and he slowly put his hand in the river. Soon the water splashed as the catfish swam upstream. It had been a while since he last fished. Perhaps he lost some skill to time.