[ Poe looks up at the sound of a familiar voice, and he makes a sound , only partially glancing away to check that it is the tiefling he knows and not a stranger. ]

Fair enough point, though if it's already open there can't be too much harm in it, can there? People in the city are starting to get desperate. [ He can't imagine their stores are too low, but then again between the draining of the bay and now has been a considerable amount of time for the fishing boats to be pulling up scarce to empty nets or stranded entirely. For a city as reliant on the ocean as Didymos that wasn't great news. ]

A crate full of crabs might not be equivalent to a boat full of fish, but they would make a good enough soup to feed a few hungry mouths. I guess I could see if any of the ships have some enchanted nets that won't be too easily snipped.

[ As if aware of his intentions the crabs all start snapping their larger pincers in a menacing fashion and Poe just tosses a dangerous grin in their direction, a sharp edge to his eyes. ] I owe their larger cousins some payback, but I can't seem to find those particular monsters.