[After a few minutes of searching, the two of them finally manage to wrangle up a stick that seems strong yet pliable for a fish that size, with a questionable "string" attached to the end of it. Miraculously, Childe had a hook on his person, and then after a few minutes of digging around in the dirt, he produces a worm.]

Ah! Now we have everything we need. Watch and learn Aether, I'll show you how a professional fishes up a royal feast.

[Childe proudly wades into the water, to cast his line towards where they saw the fish break the surface. For a while, nothing bites.]

Patience is a virtue, [he'll reassure Aether at some point.] Give it some time.

[The fish breaks the surface of the water again nearby after several minutes, and Childe's eyes go wide. Here it comes...]