Makan was surprised at how willing she was to lean on him. Regardless, he didn't move until his metabolism had jumpstarted. He moved down to the water, diving in and disappearing for some time. He came up with a fish wriggling in his jaws. The morsel itself was about the size of Elisa's torso, and made a quick snack. He repeated the process until he was full, and came ashore. He shook off like a giant dog, growling when his wing-arm aggravated him. Makan took a sniff. The cherry trees he'd planted were in bloom, but not for much longer.