She glances downward and away from Fang, trying to visualize the object. That description is a little clearer to her, and though she's not entirely sure if she has the right idea, she at least has a better idea of the mechanics of the device. Eventually, she looks back up again and nods once, the movement slow but not hesitant.

At Fang's next words, she tilts her head ever so slightly. "Hobby?" There's a quiet moment while she searches for the meaning of the word—an activity or interest pursued for pleasure or relaxation and not as a main occupation—and then she shakes her head. "No. I am collecting fish for consumption."