Hadama could do little but wait while Harper checked the man over, offering what light his star-blessed trident could provide. He was as familiar with death as any of the sea's children, but he had no great experience in human medical ailments or their treatment. It was a relief to hear that the lost soul wasn't yet dead, but there was little either King or Advisor could do for him in the cave. The very concept of dehydration was alien to him, but it was a likely factor in the human's lack of response...
And unfortunately none of the water that surrounded them was drinkable by landfolk.
"I can carry him," the Tidebreaker rumbled, swimming close enough for Harper to transfer the fragile collection of bones and skin and life to the King's arms, though it required setting the trident down on the shelf. "So he will not leave the range of my ring. Can you swim while carrying the trident?" To light the way for them both, though some of the shallower stretches of tunnel would soon grow difficult for the mermanta to traverse as the tide continued to ebb.
And unfortunately none of the water that surrounded them was drinkable by landfolk.
"I can carry him," the Tidebreaker rumbled, swimming close enough for Harper to transfer the fragile collection of bones and skin and life to the King's arms, though it required setting the trident down on the shelf. "So he will not leave the range of my ring. Can you swim while carrying the trident?" To light the way for them both, though some of the shallower stretches of tunnel would soon grow difficult for the mermanta to traverse as the tide continued to ebb.
