"I would never," Mako says visibly distressed at the thought. "Besides, it is rude to poison a guest." With some fancy blade work, she debones the fish and slices it up into proper sized pieces. It was a very large fish, after all. He even gets it on a plate and she spreads her coat for him to sit on. She does the same for her own, though she has a pan over the fire with which to cook her own fish, some sesame oil and salt, but no pepper.

"There," she murmurs when done with hers which she puts into a mug she might have used for tea. It can be rinsed clear so she will get her tea later. Mako leans back against one of the trees close enough to the fire and smiles. "It is a good catch and it will make your coat shine. Supposedly, it is good for mine as well."