Ah. A stranger, then. Unfortunate, but he had faith in Flora's ability to take her vengeance in her own time and way. Still, at the mention of Danta he tilted his head to the side, to all appearances giving her recommendation serious contemplation. Hadama did not blame the Ancient for dismissing Maea from his council after the disastrous Conference, but it had done nothing to endear the Maverick to him, either.
"Hmm. But what would we do with it when we won?" A statement of calm confidence with no room for the alternative. "The port is acceptable. But the rest..." Lightning plains and poor soil that would be decades more in recovery from the Barrier's consequences. Bones and dust and Longheat wildfires. And in Deepfrost, snow. "More trouble than it would be worth," he decided finally.
Though not without a questioning glance at the eyes of his Queen, floating siren-like just above the water's surface. "Is it possible for Torchline to declare war on Danta alone?" As an individual rather than a regional leader.
"Hmm. But what would we do with it when we won?" A statement of calm confidence with no room for the alternative. "The port is acceptable. But the rest..." Lightning plains and poor soil that would be decades more in recovery from the Barrier's consequences. Bones and dust and Longheat wildfires. And in Deepfrost, snow. "More trouble than it would be worth," he decided finally.
Though not without a questioning glance at the eyes of his Queen, floating siren-like just above the water's surface. "Is it possible for Torchline to declare war on Danta alone?" As an individual rather than a regional leader.
