Thalassa
In the back of my mind, I'm still overseas
When Hadama didn't seem eager to confirm or deny even that much, Thal had to fight a pang of hurt at being left out. She could understand not wanting to tell an outsider, but she wasn't really an 'insider' anywhere, not privy to any of the lofty political motions of Caido or how they may affect her. Perhaps it had been naive of her to think her friend might include her. Thal pushed aside that topic and the accompanying emotions as she reached for her drink that had just arrived, although it may be noticed by anyone who knew her well enough that the nod of her head was too slow, and something tender had flashed subtly in her blue eyes.
But it was gone quickly as she propped her elbow on the table, trying to look invested in the conversation about flowers. She honestly hadn't spent much time in search of them, not knowing what she would do with it were she to find one. So when Hadama turned to her with the question, Thal shrugged her shoulders, appearing confident and nonchalant as she looked more at her mead than the company. "I'm partial to Frey's Breath."
But it was gone quickly as she propped her elbow on the table, trying to look invested in the conversation about flowers. She honestly hadn't spent much time in search of them, not knowing what she would do with it were she to find one. So when Hadama turned to her with the question, Thal shrugged her shoulders, appearing confident and nonchalant as she looked more at her mead than the company. "I'm partial to Frey's Breath."
