FM poked at her own fish, then took a bite. “This is delicious.” “Eh,” Nedd said, settling down cross-legged on the sand by Kimmalyn. “It’s a little fishy.” FM blinked at him. “It is literally fish.” “Right,” Nedd said. “But…fishy fish.” “Totally,” Catnip said. “I hate it when my food adjectives its own noun.” “Exactly,” Nedd said.
