You were fishing with Rock in a place away from the orcas—Although it was only in a small hole that led to the frozen water below the iceberg island. You weren't expecting to catch any fish, but you still had hope, even though you might end up being humiliated by the yellow-browed penguin.

"..." He was in his humanoid form for some reason, maybe to be alert or something, but you didn't care, he was smoking as usual while half-heartedly grabbing his fishing rod.