Life is tough my darling, but so are you.
At first, she thinks maybe her wishes have been respected as the woman silently slips into the pool next to her. The liquid shifts with the new occupant, lapping gently against her chest, but there is silence and it lets Thal bask in the heat of the pool - for a few minutes. Then the humming starts. She blocks out the noise, choosing to let the interruption slide since it happens to be music, which she enjoys. But then the talking starts.
Thal furrows her brows in annoyance, refusing to open her eyes. With a sharp slice of her tone, she answers but discourages future questions. "Of course I have. I'm an Ancient." Old Ancients had met Dygra at least once in their life, while new Ancients - like herself - had to meet the goddess in order to receive her blessing. Although that's common knowledge to all Ancients, apparently this woman doesn't know. That doesn't mean that Thal wants to sit and explain it though, so she keeps her eyes closed, pointedly ignoring the woman once more.
Thal furrows her brows in annoyance, refusing to open her eyes. With a sharp slice of her tone, she answers but discourages future questions. "Of course I have. I'm an Ancient." Old Ancients had met Dygra at least once in their life, while new Ancients - like herself - had to meet the goddess in order to receive her blessing. Although that's common knowledge to all Ancients, apparently this woman doesn't know. That doesn't mean that Thal wants to sit and explain it though, so she keeps her eyes closed, pointedly ignoring the woman once more.
Thalassa
