A rare off day for Alois, and so of course he was at the fishing pond, his heavy armour creaking the Dock and his loud booming laugh echoing across the area at the thought of another pun.

"Hm? Why do these fish keep swimming away? What am I doing wrong?" He spoke out loud, albeit to himself, and loudly, oblivious to the fact he was too loud for the fish not to make their escape.

His shoulders slumped for a moment, before he shook his head and chuckled, leaning the pole back against the shed and standing to look across the pond with his hands on his hips.