Hadama listened, patient as the sea for the answers that were soon forthcoming. What the Sword held important was as illuminating to the price of demigodhood as Ronin's answers had been, and in some ways even clearer. A flicker of understanding creased the corners of the Tidebreaker's eyes as he tilted his head slightly to the side, considering the difference between what Ronin had been called to do, and what Deimos retained the ability to deny the one they were both loyal to, even if the Sword had never needed to do so.
That the option was there was the important thing.
He remained still as Deimos leaned back, only straightening his head once more as the other man continued. The suggestion that followed and the question that was asked before the Sword lapsed into silence drew a slow nod from Hadama, appreciative of the younger man's wisdom. "There are questions I still have," he agreed slowly. "And that is one of them." There had not been a merfolk demigod in current memory or recent generations, and the waters were dark and uncharted in that regard. But he had spent the entirety of Safrin's absence considering her offer, and the consequences he had subsequently learned from several of the current demigods. No, it was not without strings or price, that power. Or danger, for that matter.
He shook himself from his ruminations, focusing his eyes upon Deimos's gaze once more. "Thank you. You have given me much to consider." A different perspective that he had, indeed, been lacking. A valuable one. "May I ask why you chose Safrin for your allegience?" Of all the gods on Caido, how had she earned the Sword's loyalty?
That the option was there was the important thing.
He remained still as Deimos leaned back, only straightening his head once more as the other man continued. The suggestion that followed and the question that was asked before the Sword lapsed into silence drew a slow nod from Hadama, appreciative of the younger man's wisdom. "There are questions I still have," he agreed slowly. "And that is one of them." There had not been a merfolk demigod in current memory or recent generations, and the waters were dark and uncharted in that regard. But he had spent the entirety of Safrin's absence considering her offer, and the consequences he had subsequently learned from several of the current demigods. No, it was not without strings or price, that power. Or danger, for that matter.
He shook himself from his ruminations, focusing his eyes upon Deimos's gaze once more. "Thank you. You have given me much to consider." A different perspective that he had, indeed, been lacking. A valuable one. "May I ask why you chose Safrin for your allegience?" Of all the gods on Caido, how had she earned the Sword's loyalty?
