Possibility and responsibility weighed on them both despite the awe of their discovery, and Hadama listened gravely to his Queen's questions. She knew more of Sunjata's experiences than he did. Knew more of what haunted him in the wake of his own return from the ranks of the Family's Friends, as his future step-daughter. And he drew in a slow breath as he accepted the information she shared and turned it over in his head, giving it the scrutiny it deserved.
Would Sunjata be a liability on a mission to Starfall itself, knowing this?
"I have fought beside Deimos recently. In defense of the Citadel last season. We are a good combination against the Void." Level-headed and able to strike hard and hammer any openings the other man could create. Hadama may have lagged behind the Resurrected Sword in raw strength, but being a demigod made up for a great deal of that gap. "Sunjata..." He exhaled slowly, gaze tracing a vein of turquoise along one petal. "I do not know him well enough. I have not fought beside him. But I believe that he has... a great deal to prove, after his infection. To himself, if no one else. I do not believe that he will squander this chance to do so."
Emerald eyes rose to meet Flora's once more, his grave expression somewhat undercut by the pink mud that coated his face. "But we should consider retaliation against Torchline, as well, if I go. The citizens will not be pleased, but I have been considering a defense tax. Small, but one that we can use in the future to improve our ability to push back invaders." Purple or otherwise.
Would Sunjata be a liability on a mission to Starfall itself, knowing this?
"I have fought beside Deimos recently. In defense of the Citadel last season. We are a good combination against the Void." Level-headed and able to strike hard and hammer any openings the other man could create. Hadama may have lagged behind the Resurrected Sword in raw strength, but being a demigod made up for a great deal of that gap. "Sunjata..." He exhaled slowly, gaze tracing a vein of turquoise along one petal. "I do not know him well enough. I have not fought beside him. But I believe that he has... a great deal to prove, after his infection. To himself, if no one else. I do not believe that he will squander this chance to do so."
Emerald eyes rose to meet Flora's once more, his grave expression somewhat undercut by the pink mud that coated his face. "But we should consider retaliation against Torchline, as well, if I go. The citizens will not be pleased, but I have been considering a defense tax. Small, but one that we can use in the future to improve our ability to push back invaders." Purple or otherwise.
