Hawthorne gives you a knowing look as you approach.

"So, are you… hooked?"

She laughs at her own joke until she catches sight of Louis staring her down.

"Anyway," she continues, "There's something nice about sitting still and waiting for a catch to come to you. It's like a metaphor for life."

"At least, that's what Devrim keeps telling me."

She smiles as she sends you on your way.

"Go fish, Guardian."