Meanwhile, somewhere under the pool, Garen sits with a noodle and his snorkel.

Zyra takes the fish in her hands she notices it was cooked but refrained from simply dropping it on the ground. She instead decides to consume it anyway. Cooked food was better than no food.
Vines surround the fish, and begin squeezing crushing it to a pulp, the thorns on the vines begin circling around shredding the fish before the vines shake violently for a second or two. When they stop the vines retract. The remains fo the fish drop the to sand.
Zyra looks over to Brand, a small smile tugs on her lips,
"Thank you."
Her expression then quickly changes back to the same passive one from earlier.

Kitteh Nidalee uses her mouth to take the abandoned volleyball net, and put it on a stand. Her tail wiggles in the excitement to show her kitteh volleyball skills.

Zyra raises an eyebrow, after the explination
"And the point?"

She then watches the cat however. Something seemed extremely familiar about her... The jungles maybe?

"Hmm? No. I just think she once prowled the jungles... Something seems familiar."

She looks back at Brand,
"To have fun? Okay. I'll give it a try."