[ Annie's pause before answering is a long one, almost bordering on being irredeemable. She rests against her hands, holding on to the edge of the counter top as she looks down at the teeth, watching them and seeing the indoor room, painted with clouds, but sunrise, midday, and sunset all at once. ]

You could say that.

[ She says in the end. ]

Though I hadn't set out to be fishing in the first place. It seemed like the viable alternative once I was... there.

[ Sasha, holding on to the teen girl who'd been dumped in the water. The lasers cutting through to the surface, scouring the dock, burning Annie, mostly avoided as the sharks didn't breach. It had been a matter of time before those red lights with their burning fire would have cut through the material of the dock.

Fishing with her arm as the bait. Annie personally didn't recommend it. ]