Safrin's praise was a warmth in his chest and a point of pride for one of Torchline's quieter leaders in recent years. He inclined his head, basking in her approval before inquiring after her well-being. Her vague answer caused him no concern. So long as she was well and had nothing to ask of him in return he trusted to her words and the rightness of the stars she tended.
The pelt, however, brought with it several intriguing possibilities. "I do..." he agreed slowly to the prospect of wearing it underwater. It had been enough to ask her help in working it into a protective armor to reduce harm done to him, he had thought. Now, with the offer of it being able to do more, he had to pause and consider the best shape for it to take. "It would be convenient if it could be worn as an armlet until it was needed." It would significantly reduce its drag while swimming, and be far less intimidating than wearing full armor all the time.
And turning it into an adornment appealed to the vain mermanta.
The pelt, however, brought with it several intriguing possibilities. "I do..." he agreed slowly to the prospect of wearing it underwater. It had been enough to ask her help in working it into a protective armor to reduce harm done to him, he had thought. Now, with the offer of it being able to do more, he had to pause and consider the best shape for it to take. "It would be convenient if it could be worn as an armlet until it was needed." It would significantly reduce its drag while swimming, and be far less intimidating than wearing full armor all the time.
And turning it into an adornment appealed to the vain mermanta.
