Hadama was in no rush, and he relaxed comfortably against his chosen rock as Noah thought through his question. His friend's quiet hum turned to words soon enough, and the mermanta tilted his head as he listened, absorbing every word with contemplative intensity. This was a far more warlike story than Phoebe had related to him, or even Ronin, but soon enough the geas turned from genocide to peace.
Even so, that first task gave the mermanta serious pause, and his brow furrowed as he considered the implications and consequences of such an undertaking.
Then, too, there was the necessity of Noah moving from his home to a strange land, to help a people not his own. Hadama nodded slowly to show that he was listening, though he was quiet for some time thereafter as he thought through the answers before he spoke again. "Do you have any regrets about becoming a demigod?" he asked next, and slowly. "Or anything you would change?"
Even so, that first task gave the mermanta serious pause, and his brow furrowed as he considered the implications and consequences of such an undertaking.
Then, too, there was the necessity of Noah moving from his home to a strange land, to help a people not his own. Hadama nodded slowly to show that he was listening, though he was quiet for some time thereafter as he thought through the answers before he spoke again. "Do you have any regrets about becoming a demigod?" he asked next, and slowly. "Or anything you would change?"
