It felt decidedly unnatural to rely on only a single leg to hold all of his weight, but Hadama was a quick learner. The more they practiced, the more steady his balance became and the more fluidly he was able to shift his weight. As his confidence grew, so did his ability to multitask, and to intersperse the lesson with other questions - albeit far less pleasant ones.
"Mmh. Indeed," he acknowledged the confirmation of their suspicions with something dangerously close to a frown threatening to crease his serene brow. "Thank you." For testing it; an unpleasant task that few would have willingly undertaken. And for sharing the knowledge freely afterwards.
He shifted his weight and lifted one leg in a slow extension, focusing more on his balance than on power for the moment. Her return question caused a tightness in his jaw and there was a long moment of silence as he pulled his 'kick' back and returned both feet to the floor before answering.
"I have." The words were short, sharp, and decidedly displeased. "They are... extremely unwelcome." Useful, perhaps, in disseminating information... if they could be trusted. But unwelcome all the same. He turned to look down at the pale warrior-scholar, taking in the discomfort in her body language.
Alas, he had little comfort to offer under the circumstances. "Safrin has asked me to learn more about this 'Family' the voice has mentioned," he rumbled at last. "And she has given me legs. At more than just the full moon," he clarified, still oblivious to how little Maea knew of the Mer.
"Mmh. Indeed," he acknowledged the confirmation of their suspicions with something dangerously close to a frown threatening to crease his serene brow. "Thank you." For testing it; an unpleasant task that few would have willingly undertaken. And for sharing the knowledge freely afterwards.
He shifted his weight and lifted one leg in a slow extension, focusing more on his balance than on power for the moment. Her return question caused a tightness in his jaw and there was a long moment of silence as he pulled his 'kick' back and returned both feet to the floor before answering.
"I have." The words were short, sharp, and decidedly displeased. "They are... extremely unwelcome." Useful, perhaps, in disseminating information... if they could be trusted. But unwelcome all the same. He turned to look down at the pale warrior-scholar, taking in the discomfort in her body language.
Alas, he had little comfort to offer under the circumstances. "Safrin has asked me to learn more about this 'Family' the voice has mentioned," he rumbled at last. "And she has given me legs. At more than just the full moon," he clarified, still oblivious to how little Maea knew of the Mer.
