Hadama had hardly needed dragging to accompany the young woman who was, in many ways, now a spiritual relation of his. The King had followed in the wake of the younger pair, savoring a day spent in pursuing a future that had nothing to do with resistance or survival, but simply living life and moving forward in the assumption that there would be a future.
It was a breath of fresh water across his now-proverbial gills, and Hadama surveyed the shop with quiet approval for the bones of the place. Old and shabby it might have been, but it was also sound from what he could see, and he nodded along in silent agreement with the excited list of tasks that Seren came up with.
And then the brooms came out.
He blinked and looked over toSah with a steely brow raised above emerald eyes that twinkled with amusement. "I think it will be perfect," he agreed, accepting his charge with solemn courtesy. "When we are done." His useful Mer magics were no longer his to command - not, at least, in his current shape - and so he focused on what he could do: mopping the floors when Sah had finished with the sweeping.
Hadama starts mopping out the dust and debris!
It was a breath of fresh water across his now-proverbial gills, and Hadama surveyed the shop with quiet approval for the bones of the place. Old and shabby it might have been, but it was also sound from what he could see, and he nodded along in silent agreement with the excited list of tasks that Seren came up with.
And then the brooms came out.
He blinked and looked over to
Hadama starts mopping out the dust and debris!
