For whatever reason Ronin needed some quiet to settle himself, Hadama was content to give it to him. The heat of the oasis was pleasant, as was the humidity for the Mer. He hadn't expected the observation that broke the silence, but he took it as a compliment and tilted his head in acceptance of the kind words - whatever had inspired them.
Ronin was also a good listener, and the mermanta found himself sharing some of his fears with the man, ones he had barely begun to form from the slow whirlpool of emotions that had been turning in his heart since his meeting with Safrin. He nodded thoughtfully at the other man's words, but at the mention of Harper he had to shake his head. "Not yet," he admitted, voice a low rumble. "Though I hope someday he will discover one." It would make things much easier if it happened. "We have a court, undersea, and a council. But they do not make decisions swiftly without someone to cut through the kelp." He slanted a glance towards Ronin, a flicker of wry humor in the Bond. "I have heard that politics is the same in other regions?"
Ronin was also a good listener, and the mermanta found himself sharing some of his fears with the man, ones he had barely begun to form from the slow whirlpool of emotions that had been turning in his heart since his meeting with Safrin. He nodded thoughtfully at the other man's words, but at the mention of Harper he had to shake his head. "Not yet," he admitted, voice a low rumble. "Though I hope someday he will discover one." It would make things much easier if it happened. "We have a court, undersea, and a council. But they do not make decisions swiftly without someone to cut through the kelp." He slanted a glance towards Ronin, a flicker of wry humor in the Bond. "I have heard that politics is the same in other regions?"
