There were benefits to giving oneself wholly over to a god, it was true. But there were also prices for such power, and consequences that Maea had witnessed in others in the past. Hadama wore Safrin's blessings well, however, buoyed up rather than bowed down by the weight of her regard as he navigated the reefs of his duties as demigod and king, and he stood tall even as he bent to proffer his hand.
Although he was strong he was still surprised at how light Maea had become. She rose like thistledown, featherlight and causing him to look more carefully into her face as she tilted her head up at him. Her smile was warm, if brief, and Hadama's stoic expression softened a little as he inclined his head in consideration of her question.
"First, care for yourself. A good meal is the foundation of happiness." And speaking of... He released her hand, but did not move away as he looked her over with concern rather than wariness this time. "When was the last time you ate?"
Although he was strong he was still surprised at how light Maea had become. She rose like thistledown, featherlight and causing him to look more carefully into her face as she tilted her head up at him. Her smile was warm, if brief, and Hadama's stoic expression softened a little as he inclined his head in consideration of her question.
"First, care for yourself. A good meal is the foundation of happiness." And speaking of... He released her hand, but did not move away as he looked her over with concern rather than wariness this time. "When was the last time you ate?"
