Tal looked up to the dragon high overhead, squinting up into the blue sky as he watched her circle. She waggled her wings in her flight to acknowledge him and he snorted before looking back to Thalassa. "Well, there's worse people t'trust," he stated with a confidence he maybe didn't entirely feel, but hail if he'd let this stranger know that. Sure, Maea had a ton of brains and was probably a lot smarter than him, but he wasn't entirely sure if the same could be said for her common sense. There was maybe a bit of a self-destructive streak in her, after all she'd been through...
Not all of which she'd survived.
"An' I mean, burnin's just th'easy way t'get rid of an infestation. All th'plants an' beasties I've run into so far have been just as stabbable as anythin' normal," he assured her with a slight shrug. Though his nose wrinkled as she bared her fangs in a grin that might have been a tad unsettling. "So, uh, I've been meanin' t'ask... what kind o' ship are you captain of, anyways?" Now that it didn't look like she was going to attack him, his professional curiosity rose to the fore. It was always nice to talk shop with a fellow sailor of sea or sky.
Not all of which she'd survived.
"An' I mean, burnin's just th'easy way t'get rid of an infestation. All th'plants an' beasties I've run into so far have been just as stabbable as anythin' normal," he assured her with a slight shrug. Though his nose wrinkled as she bared her fangs in a grin that might have been a tad unsettling. "So, uh, I've been meanin' t'ask... what kind o' ship are you captain of, anyways?" Now that it didn't look like she was going to attack him, his professional curiosity rose to the fore. It was always nice to talk shop with a fellow sailor of sea or sky.
