CLAE TURNED AND LOOKED AT HIM. SHE LOOKED FROM HIS SHORT AND STYLISH BLACK HAIR,AND WARM DARK EYES,TO HIS LEAN YET MUSCULAR FORM.HE WAS LITTLE FRAMED,PROBABLY ONLY FIVE-NINE,AND WEIGHING MAYBE ONE-FO1JRTY. “I’M GOING TO GO FISHING.LORD KNOWS THAT’S GONNA BE INTERESTING.” CLAE SAID AS SHE STOOPED AND FLIPPED OPEN THE LID TO THE TIN SURVIVAL BOX.SHE TOOK OUT THE ROLL OF CLEAR HEAVY DUTY TWINE.SHE GRABBED TWO STURDY LIMBS.SHE SAT ON THE GROUND AND TIED THE TWINE SECURELY TO THE POLLS.SHE CUT OFF THE EXTRA,PLACED IT IN THE KIT,AND TOOK OUT THE EXTRA SMALL SPOOL OF WIRE.SHE CUT OFF FOUR SMALL PEICES WITH HER KNIVE. SHE TWISTED THE TWO PEICES TOGETHER AND MADE A SEMI-DECENT HOOK.SHE ATTACHEL IT TO HER TWINE.DAVE FOLLOWED HER EXAMPLE.HE LOOKED OVER AT CLAE,HER HEAD BENT IN CONCENTRATION. “WOULDN’T SPEAR FISHING BE EASIER?” HE QUESTIONED.CLAE GRIMACED AND LOOKED AT HIM THROUGH HER LASHES.SHE BENT HER HEAD LOWER. “THAT WAS THE OTHER’S JOB.”SUDDENLY SHE CURSED AND A BRIGHT DROP OF BLOOD SPLASHED FROM HER FINGER.SHE PUT HER FINGER TO HER MOUTH AND SUCKED. SHE LOOKED AT DAVE AND RAISED AN EYEBROW AS IF TO SAY,”WELL?!” DAVE LAUGHED AND GENTLY PRIED HER FINGER AWAY FROM HER MOUTH.HE LOOKED AT THE SMALL CUT THEN NOTICED THE GOOD SIZED GASH ON HER WRIST.HE LOOKED UP AT HER.SHE LOOKED AT IT FOR A FEW SECONDS AND WAVED IT AWAY. “I DID IT WHEN I WAS CLIMBING.I HAD FORGOTTEN ABOUT IT.” “IT’S PRETTY BAD.DOES IT HURT MUCH?” HE ASKED.CLAE LAUGHED AT THE CONCERNED EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE. “I’LL LIVE.IT’S JUST A LITTLE FLESH WOUND.HONESTLY,I’LL GET OVER IT.” “DO YOU WANT ME TO CLEAN IT OFF?” DAVE ASKED.CLAE RAISED HER GOOD HAND AND GENTLY TOUCHED DAVE’S FACE.