"Tempting," he granted of her plan, morally grey though it was. The following admission of her mood - bold and honest and entirely Flora - brought a sparkle to the mermanta's eyes, though he held in his smile. It was good to see her energy for drama returning in spite of the chilly waters they swam in and whatever transgressions the Grounds had committed against her.
And then there was a smile from the Doubletake, even if it was small and crooked, and Hadama's own mouth curved up briefly as he bowed his head to her. "I believe that I owe you a free attempt at a war," he pointed out, having not forgotten his own ill-chosen actions at the Midwinter Conference - or how Flora had given him the benefit of the doubt after.
Whatever else he might have offered was forgotten in the moment as a school - pod? flight? - of cloud wyrms passed by, playful and friendly and far more welcome than any Void-touched incursion. Hadama floated still in the water, watching one curious little wyrm come over to investigate Flora, twisting around her hand to investigate her shiny, polished nails before he spoke quietly, setting aside the talk of war for the peaceful moment. "I checked our inventory of Tumsea shells the other day. We have enough to trade this season, if King's End remains interested. Should we send the Archon a letter?"
And then there was a smile from the Doubletake, even if it was small and crooked, and Hadama's own mouth curved up briefly as he bowed his head to her. "I believe that I owe you a free attempt at a war," he pointed out, having not forgotten his own ill-chosen actions at the Midwinter Conference - or how Flora had given him the benefit of the doubt after.
Whatever else he might have offered was forgotten in the moment as a school - pod? flight? - of cloud wyrms passed by, playful and friendly and far more welcome than any Void-touched incursion. Hadama floated still in the water, watching one curious little wyrm come over to investigate Flora, twisting around her hand to investigate her shiny, polished nails before he spoke quietly, setting aside the talk of war for the peaceful moment. "I checked our inventory of Tumsea shells the other day. We have enough to trade this season, if King's End remains interested. Should we send the Archon a letter?"
