Snake nods at that, gently, curiously. "What do friends do?" He really has no idea what to do. He'd mostly only had interactions with the fishers, and they either ran or gave him offerings, or things like that. "You didn't want the eels...." Because while yes, they were his friends, they were also the lifeblood of the humans that fished for them. They might not have the same relationship, but usually the fishers valued them just as much in their own way.