Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
As he speaks, she folds one leg up, hooking her arm around it as she leans forward, still wondering what magic might taste like. If Asta hasn't spotted the difference, she doubts she'll ever know, although it doesn't make the mystery any less intriguing, along with the unknown of a demigod. "You'll have to tell me if you ever find out." As casually as if they were reviewing pie flavors.
On the topic of Mers, she feels a weird sense of relief, even as she doesn't care, sure that she'd taste the same as any other Ancient. Asta's nudge and playful tease don't scrape against the insecurities, a hypothetical that has nothing to do with her capabilities or possible weaknesses beyond having possibly tasted like tuna at one point. Still, Thal throws him the middle finger, trying to hide her amusement in another bite of allogator.
It's not hard to do when she hears his next question, pausing to blink water from her dark lashes. "No idea." She takes a deep breath, willing to say a little more with a full stomach, in the wake of Asta's own confessions. "I only know what little I do because my 'mother' told me about the events that led up to everything." Her hands come up in quotations at the word, still not willing to officially associate with the mermaid and everything it means, what it means if everything she says is true. Shrugging her shoulders, Thal adds, "I haven't sought her out since." Whether it's an avoidance of her past or an intentional division between the two is hard to tell. Whatever the reason, Thal hasn't made any contact with Athena.
On the topic of Mers, she feels a weird sense of relief, even as she doesn't care, sure that she'd taste the same as any other Ancient. Asta's nudge and playful tease don't scrape against the insecurities, a hypothetical that has nothing to do with her capabilities or possible weaknesses beyond having possibly tasted like tuna at one point. Still, Thal throws him the middle finger, trying to hide her amusement in another bite of allogator.
It's not hard to do when she hears his next question, pausing to blink water from her dark lashes. "No idea." She takes a deep breath, willing to say a little more with a full stomach, in the wake of Asta's own confessions. "I only know what little I do because my 'mother' told me about the events that led up to everything." Her hands come up in quotations at the word, still not willing to officially associate with the mermaid and everything it means, what it means if everything she says is true. Shrugging her shoulders, Thal adds, "I haven't sought her out since." Whether it's an avoidance of her past or an intentional division between the two is hard to tell. Whatever the reason, Thal hasn't made any contact with Athena.
Thalassa
