[ With a fishing pole in one hand and braced against her shoulder, Lumine ambles up the path to the unfrozen lake. It's been a while since she's been fishing. Actually, it feels a bit weird and even a little lonely. Normally she wouldn't be going to do this kind of thing alone.

But it turns out she's less alone than she expected to be. There's already someone set up on a rock at the edge of the lake. ]

Any luck?