Perhaps. [He finishes the prodding of his paddle, determining where the paper was weakest. Strongest at the edges, but less surface to scoop a fish with...] It would at least be worth a try. Make use of this chance we get, no matter how strange it may be. And if we fail, at least we could say we tried.

[Claude's eyes track a fish, letting the paper skim the water.] But I am glad to see you, my friend. It's been hard to adjust without anyone I--tch.

[He huffs, the fish he was attempting to catch rolling from the edge of the paddle and swimming off--not before ripping a hole in the paper.] Harder than it looks...