He inclined his head in acknowledgment of the name, tucking it into memory alongside the names of Safrin's other children. His gaze lifted to the sky above and the colors that still danced there, but already they were beginning to soften and fade. The height of the stellar display was over for tonight, or at least for now, and he had accomplished all that he had faced the cold to do.
Before he could leave, however, a flicker of light caught the corner of his eye and he looked down once more to decipher the silent writing in the air. Zen had moved closer, encroaching upon his personal space, but Hadama stood with quiet immovability as he regarded the boy. And tilted his head slowly to the side in consideration of the question.
"It is enough," he said slowly at last, "that you do not die. Or cause Safrin further grief." With a final inclination of his head to indicate farewell, Hadama took one step forward--
Into moonlight. And was gone.
~Fin
Before he could leave, however, a flicker of light caught the corner of his eye and he looked down once more to decipher the silent writing in the air. Zen had moved closer, encroaching upon his personal space, but Hadama stood with quiet immovability as he regarded the boy. And tilted his head slowly to the side in consideration of the question.
"It is enough," he said slowly at last, "that you do not die. Or cause Safrin further grief." With a final inclination of his head to indicate farewell, Hadama took one step forward--
Into moonlight. And was gone.
~Fin
