He had expressed his concern in his own way, subtle but stalwart in his preference to see no one put at risk by the strange creatures of the Void. But he respected the independence of others, and did not pretend to know their strengths and weaknesses better than they did. If Maea said she could handle it, then he would trust her until consequences proved otherwise.
And she was acting not unlike Kaiden in certain ways, at least at the moment. Opposing her plan would only cause the stubborn Ancient to dig her heels in further and make her less willing to listen to whatever voice of reason might whisper in her ear at the eleventh hour and delay her decision to put herself at risk.
With their weapons retrieved and the ice barricade now melting under the warmth of a Longheat night, Hadama set a slow but steady pace through the quiet but well-lit streets. "It is welcome," he assured her, glancing over to the petite woman with the pale horns, his trident tapping quietly on the cobbles with every other step. "A visit. Or a letter." He didn't smile, but there was a slight crinkling at the corners of his eyes, perhaps hidden in the nightdark. "How long will you stay in Stormbreak?"
And she was acting not unlike Kaiden in certain ways, at least at the moment. Opposing her plan would only cause the stubborn Ancient to dig her heels in further and make her less willing to listen to whatever voice of reason might whisper in her ear at the eleventh hour and delay her decision to put herself at risk.
With their weapons retrieved and the ice barricade now melting under the warmth of a Longheat night, Hadama set a slow but steady pace through the quiet but well-lit streets. "It is welcome," he assured her, glancing over to the petite woman with the pale horns, his trident tapping quietly on the cobbles with every other step. "A visit. Or a letter." He didn't smile, but there was a slight crinkling at the corners of his eyes, perhaps hidden in the nightdark. "How long will you stay in Stormbreak?"
