[As they get closer to the lake, Boone's eyes home in on the surface of the water. He knows there are fish just under it, and he's itching to get his teeth into them. He stops at his favourite fishing spot, letting go of Egon's hand and crouching at the edge of the lake.]

Here, watch.

[He studies the movements of the fish, one hand poised to attack. Then, with careful speed and precision, he snags a fish from beneath the surface of the water with his claws.]