"He is," Hadama agreed simply, though there was something deeper hidden beneath his words. A son's complex and layered relationship with a father who had been infallible, and then a fool, and then a friend, and now a mentor across the many years of his life. A relationship that he had reason to suspect that Thalassa still did not remember, for all that she had reconnected with her mother.
He lifted his hands, looking down at them contemplatively before extending them towards the fire in an echo of Thalassa's move, though he stopped well back from the lively colors of the flames themselves. It was enough to absorb their warmth from a safe distance for one who was so closely aligned with water and the cool silver spill of moonlight. His lips quirked faintly up once more, however, at her request. "He would be happy to share them, if you would come visit us in the City again. Have you recalled our language?" There was, as far as he knew, no translation of their histories into the language of the landwalkers. For all the strokes that had been made in bridging the distances between land and sea, the past of the Mer had never affected those above in the same ways that the actions of humans had sent ripples - and occasional tidal waves - down into the world of the Mer.
He lifted his hands, looking down at them contemplatively before extending them towards the fire in an echo of Thalassa's move, though he stopped well back from the lively colors of the flames themselves. It was enough to absorb their warmth from a safe distance for one who was so closely aligned with water and the cool silver spill of moonlight. His lips quirked faintly up once more, however, at her request. "He would be happy to share them, if you would come visit us in the City again. Have you recalled our language?" There was, as far as he knew, no translation of their histories into the language of the landwalkers. For all the strokes that had been made in bridging the distances between land and sea, the past of the Mer had never affected those above in the same ways that the actions of humans had sent ripples - and occasional tidal waves - down into the world of the Mer.
