Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
Flashing him a pleased grin at first, Maea grimaced with a guilty stab of worry at the question. "That... will be difficult, I'm afraid. The major waterways are frozen over this time of year, and the cold means the ball needs to be kept at least partially indoors. If you think any would visit the Atheneum though, it would be easy to extend the feast there?" Tilting her head aside she gave him a questioning look. From what she understood it wasn't every mer that could teleport freely between bodies of water.
Gazing curiously at the tools and the piece of metal Hadama brought for her, she listened to his explanation. Picking up a hammer, she weighed it in her hand, thinking about what to make.
"I'm... not sure," she murmured. "There is someone I'd like to give a gift to... but I don't know what he would like."
Setting the papers aside, she tried the hammer experimentally against the bar a few times, to get a feel for it. It took a lot of precision to make it land where she wanted.
Gazing curiously at the tools and the piece of metal Hadama brought for her, she listened to his explanation. Picking up a hammer, she weighed it in her hand, thinking about what to make.
"I'm... not sure," she murmured. "There is someone I'd like to give a gift to... but I don't know what he would like."
Setting the papers aside, she tried the hammer experimentally against the bar a few times, to get a feel for it. It took a lot of precision to make it land where she wanted.
Maea
