As he listened to Octavius, Hadama continued to observe the human city and the strange view of being above it. In the dark it had similarities to the Underwater City, particularly in the scattering of lights, but the shapes of the buildings those lights outlined were as square and blocky as those of Haulani instead of the rounded curves and water-supported spiraling spires of the Mer city. It was a strange and almost dreamlike juxtaposition, but the other man's words helped to keep him anchored in the moment.
He nodded gravely, finally pulling his eyes away from the view and turning them on his companion. Emerald eyes were bright with interest against the dark skin of his serenely stoic face and he tilted his head slightly in a questioning manner. "What does your family do?" he asked, politely curious. Not all families held to a single craft or calling, but some did, and he couldn't help but wonder at Octavius's vocation.
He nodded gravely, finally pulling his eyes away from the view and turning them on his companion. Emerald eyes were bright with interest against the dark skin of his serenely stoic face and he tilted his head slightly in a questioning manner. "What does your family do?" he asked, politely curious. Not all families held to a single craft or calling, but some did, and he couldn't help but wonder at Octavius's vocation.
