The bone fish cats into his hand happily and darts around his ankles, growing back to its ordinary size, which is bigger than most arowana, about as long as a person though slighter due to its skeletal nature.

"Seems like you caught something after all," says He Xuan with a straight face, ordering with a quick series of gestures that his Omen should come closer and behave. He fixes the newly freed hook into a notch in its bones so he doesn't lose it and starts to thread the next one. The Omen bumps his hands impatiently, trying to get him to stand and show courtesy, and with a beleaguered sigh he does so.

He stands all the way upright, circles his arms, and gives a deep bow. He's still annoyed by how pretty and interesting this guy is, but it was a nice time. "Tell me where you live," he says directly. "Or send directions. I will clean your fish and bring it to you." Since he did actually make a catch of his own earlier, and He Xuan will honour that. A pause and he glances down at his bucket. "Or you can take it now?" And just travel through the city with a single fish in hand. Yes.