[And he does, for quite some time. For the first hour or so of fishing, he comments a lot, scoring Noct on silly, non-fishing related things like how his pose for casting the line was a little flashy, but it made him look cool so he still got a pass. Or how one fish was prettier than another, so it should be worth more points.
After that, Eichi lets it die down a little, only commenting occasionally and more seriously, pointing out when Noct has caught one bigger, or one a lot faster. And now, who knows how many hours later, it's hard to keep his eyes open. His body is still exhausted from all of the running around he's been doing nonstop, and his eyelids are growing heavy watching all of this repetitive motion.
They flutter closed every now and again, and his head bobs down a couple of times before the weight wakes him up again, gets him to blink himself back to reality, and then just a few minutes later he's nodding off once more.]
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[And he does, for quite some time. For the first hour or so of fishing, he comments a lot, scoring Noct on silly, non-fishing related things like how his pose for casting the line was a little flashy, but it made him look cool so he still got a pass. Or how one fish was prettier than another, so it should be worth more points.
After that, Eichi lets it die down a little, only commenting occasionally and more seriously, pointing out when Noct has caught one bigger, or one a lot faster. And now, who knows how many hours later, it's hard to keep his eyes open. His body is still exhausted from all of the running around he's been doing nonstop, and his eyelids are growing heavy watching all of this repetitive motion.
They flutter closed every now and again, and his head bobs down a couple of times before the weight wakes him up again, gets him to blink himself back to reality, and then just a few minutes later he's nodding off once more.]