my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Chrys explained her take on the situation with the merpeople coming more out in the open. Nodding, Amun rested his elbows on the edge of the boat again and leaned back. "I suppose it's hard to argue with that. And I'm happy we're speaking as well." He smiled though it still didn't reach his eyes.
Humming as she told him what limitations she was operating under, she dipped his head again. Resting his hands on the bracelet he wore, he activated his upgrade. The iron began to ripple and move as he shaped it. Eventually, it turned into what was basically a cross between a cart and a wheelchair. "So something like this wouldn't work?" He spun the wheels with one finger before he dipped it in the ocean to fill it. Holding it out to her, he arched an eyebrow. "I'll admit it's not pretty, but it is mobile."
When he saw her roll her eyes, he snorted. "I mean, I absolutely could ask you to take me there, and I absolutely do want to visit some day, but I'd feel bad if you got into trouble." As she offered to take him to the kelp forest, he looked into the depths below. "Sure. But I won't be able to move that easily or talk at all." Pausing, his brow furrowed. "Actually, I can communicate probably. Movement might be an issue though." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his illusory cloth.
Laying it on his palm, he picked up the oars and gestured towards the ship. "Let me just tie this up." He began to row back towards the Night Galleon, fully intending to secure it if he could.
Humming as she told him what limitations she was operating under, she dipped his head again. Resting his hands on the bracelet he wore, he activated his upgrade. The iron began to ripple and move as he shaped it. Eventually, it turned into what was basically a cross between a cart and a wheelchair. "So something like this wouldn't work?" He spun the wheels with one finger before he dipped it in the ocean to fill it. Holding it out to her, he arched an eyebrow. "I'll admit it's not pretty, but it is mobile."
When he saw her roll her eyes, he snorted. "I mean, I absolutely could ask you to take me there, and I absolutely do want to visit some day, but I'd feel bad if you got into trouble." As she offered to take him to the kelp forest, he looked into the depths below. "Sure. But I won't be able to move that easily or talk at all." Pausing, his brow furrowed. "Actually, I can communicate probably. Movement might be an issue though." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his illusory cloth.
Laying it on his palm, he picked up the oars and gestured towards the ship. "Let me just tie this up." He began to row back towards the Night Galleon, fully intending to secure it if he could.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
