He set the faces of the children - or rather, young adults, if he had understood Seren's explanation of aging outside of time in her mother's realm correctly - to memory, studying the girls first before focusing on the young demigod as Safrin answered his question. Blue eyes and cheekbones as cutting as the wind off the Sea of Glass narrowed down his tentative list, but it was the star at the corner of the youth's eye, so very similar to the one he had commented on during a recent meeting, that had him tilting his head thoughtfully. Hearing that a certain terseness was to be expected did much to confirm the direction of his thoughts. It was not unexpected, given Seren's parentage.
Though it might complicate things for Torchline's Queen...
A consideration to pursue when he was on the surface again. For now, he took the news that Vesper walked a darker path in stride, nodding slowly to acknowledge the information even if he did not fully understand it yet. These are darker times, was all he noted. Times that called for greater strength, and greater protection, but also different ways of fighting. Of resisting the encroaching Void. And though the time for this particular oasis from the dark was drawing to a close, Hadama gazed upon his goddess with quiet love in his heart. He took strength from her beauty and the purity of the starlit waters that surrounded him and washed through his gills, drawing them in deeply before bowing to the inevitable end of the too-brief time with his sworn lady.
May I see you again soon?
Though it might complicate things for Torchline's Queen...
A consideration to pursue when he was on the surface again. For now, he took the news that Vesper walked a darker path in stride, nodding slowly to acknowledge the information even if he did not fully understand it yet. These are darker times, was all he noted. Times that called for greater strength, and greater protection, but also different ways of fighting. Of resisting the encroaching Void. And though the time for this particular oasis from the dark was drawing to a close, Hadama gazed upon his goddess with quiet love in his heart. He took strength from her beauty and the purity of the starlit waters that surrounded him and washed through his gills, drawing them in deeply before bowing to the inevitable end of the too-brief time with his sworn lady.
May I see you again soon?
