PLOP! The cold wet fish plopped onto her leg, and Tikaani stared down at it with wide, dark eyes for a moment. It was not a look of horror, though, but hunger. Oh, dear ocean mother, it smelled so good! Fresh caught and plump, she could already taste the blood and fat and oil on her tongue, and she wanted nothing more than to just scoop it up and take a bite from its soft belly.
Her stomach rumbled loudly again, and Tikaani realized she was staring down at the dead thing with saucer-wide eyes--and that that might be kind of weird! And so, swallowing hard, she picked the fish up slowly by the tail and, reluctantly, held it back out to the man.
"You want it back?" she asked, while chanting in her head, please say no, please say no!