While it was a relief to see the focus of their search - or so Hadama presumed the little Mata Mata to be, since it responded to the name they had been given for it - it did not appear to be safe quite yet. Still, whatever else the Tidebreaker might have chosen if among friends, he was subdued in the presence of the Reaper. Rather than attempting to dissuade its Abyssal cousins with magic or mayhem he left them to Dahlia's tender mercies. Instead he leaned forward with a quietly assuring rumble: "You will be safe now," in order to reach one large hand out to Mr. Matas, offering it sanctuary against his own bulk and scooping it close if it would let him.
He was warm and calm and smelled faintly of the sea and the sunlight of Torchline as he attempted to stand up and offer Mr. Matas a refuge against the corrupted creatures attempting to wound it.
Hadama tries to soothe Mr. Matas and scoop him up and away from the Abyssal ones!
He was warm and calm and smelled faintly of the sea and the sunlight of Torchline as he attempted to stand up and offer Mr. Matas a refuge against the corrupted creatures attempting to wound it.
Hadama tries to soothe Mr. Matas and scoop him up and away from the Abyssal ones!
