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"Well thats a priority that we have to uphold everyday is it not?" he said to Shun.

He got up and used his net on another spot not to far from where he was. He dipped his net back into the water hoping to catch something.

Having heard about the commotion of people falling in, Lloren arrived at a jog with the many folds of a fishing net thrown over her shoulder bouncing as she ran up the canal's side. When she arrived, however, the trouble appeared to be over, with a few very wet people around or leaving. "Awww," the trainee said to herself, before giving a nod and a wave to Zin, who she recognized from the inn before. She addressed her as she was walking away.

"Mind if I ask for an update? And- heyy! That's a fair bit of stuff you've cleared from the canal." She reached to her hip, where that booklet she usually carried was pinned under the belt over her pants, and began checking off large or risky items that had been reported missing.

Turning, about to leave the red head blinked, hearing a voice from behind. Recognizing Lloren from the other day, Alec bobbed his head a bit in response. "Yes m'am." He addressed her politely eyes a bit wide as he opened his mouth to reply again. "People landed in the canal, they were pulled out with my friends help here. Um." Alec didn't incriminate Preacher as having been the one to land two more bodies in the water. He paused a moment, ruffling the dogs ear beside him before continuing. "I think most of the mess has been gathered, a few stray pieces might be floating around. Otherwise not much else to report?" He questioned looking between the group he was with.

Looking back at Preacher the teen smiled a bit. "Preacher, when you get time maybe we'll have to see about your not being a drowned rat in water..Hm? Or go down by one of the booths? Same with any of you just yeah." he coaxed from the other. Anything to get them to not go at it again. Preacher seemed like a nice enough kid..just prone to temper fits. Nothing Alec couldn't handle, or roll with. Making additional friends was a good thing, and better than Axel and Preacher maiming the other.

Shun couldn't help but just stare at Zin in silence. Did she seriously want to start the parade back up after the giant mess the last attempt caused?

Lloren snapped her booklet shut, having taken down what she saw, and looked to Shun and Alec. Being called ma'am by one of the heroes du jour embarrassed her a little, but the trainee didn't say anything about it- she was too eager to express her admiration. "I should salute you two," she said, quick to deliver one that could have looked much more legitimate, uniform and all, if only she wasn't so chipper about it. "For saving all those people yesterday. Thank you both for the report."

"It seems everything that's downstream has been collected as well. All that remains are some wooden boards torn off the barge. And good to hear it wasn't some manner of conflict, am I right?" She might have guessed different, from having seen the wet Preacher. When they were involved, one had to wonder. Slapping the field parade marshal had been something that nobody would really think too hard about, but getting into a big fistfight of which Lloren had heard news multiple times that day when witnesses reported the violence to the parade volunteer booth... well, that was something else. Her gaze suddenly fixed on the navy-haired androgyne's upper arm muscles. They were everything she'd always wanted. Sweeeet.

Zin's question snapped her out of it, reluctantly. Her mouth began to water at the scent of food. "Supposed to resume tomorrow morning, from the sound of it. Are you still going to participate?" She asked, eyeing the food hungrily.

Shun shifted somewhat uncomfortably and glanced to the side as Lloren saluted him and Alec. He didn't consider himself to be a hero. Far from it, really. Most of the people he had helped out were from the military, and mostly because they might be saving his a** some day in the future.

"No clue. Didn't look until I heard the splashing," he shrugged in regards to her question.

A pang of hunger soon struck him, causing him to grit his teeth lightly in discomfort. He placed his hands into his pockets, then stepped back. The news that the parade was to resume in the morning was not really ideal to him. He found himself agreeing with Alec as far as getting some time to relax for once instead.

Preacher was too busy getting dry to pay much attention to anything else, but even she could feel Lloren's stare. Looking up, she winked at the trainee and smiled widely. "Jus' a bit o' an accident, Lloren." It was a relief to be finally dry.

"Curry boy, Shun, I ain't gonna finish these..." Preacher shoved two meat pies in front of her. The cold canal water had killed her appetite somehow. Axel had, thankfully, disappeared. "After this, I kin help ya look for that last thing."

Preacher looked around to see if the innkeeper was watching. The coast was clear.

"Mmmm take it, Shun." Slowly, she reached in one of her pockets and pulled out a third, secret pie. It was wrapped in a scarp of cloth, but it was unmistakably a pie.

"I'm good."