[The way he takes what Noct means by the fish being stressed - he does let out a laugh and he follows, peeling the skin anyway on this mystery fruit before he takes a bite. It makes a little bit of a mess down his chin, but it's the citrus taste he finds really good. Maybe it's been too long since he's gotten a fruit fix, because after that first bite he keeps working at it, wolfing it down and only spitting out the few seeds it seems to have.

Still, his eyes eventually come up on Hank's back and he can note just how tired he is...]

Hah, no it's more that they're not as likely to feel like seeking food when they want to stay alive. Hey, were you sleeping alright out here? It sort of looks like there was a whole campsite set up over there, you know people could have just stayed in the temple. [Now he feels a bit guilty for offering a meal he hasn't even caught yet - they can try for a little bit, but Noct thinks about how long it usually takes to catch anything. Then he goes quiet for a minute, figuring out how to say-]

Do you want to go back to the temple instead? See what we can scrounge up? It might take a while, to fish anything out.