Hadama was straightening as Zavien made his suggestion and the Mer King paused as the words caught him by surprise. It was only a brief hesitation before he finished rising and turned his full attention to the Dragoon, head tilted in consideration. "Mmh. Do airbreathers truly struggle with drinking water?" He had certainly never tried doing so since gaining legs on command, but as a Mer he had drunk the sea from every angle possible. Not for hydration, of course, but in the same way that humans breathed from any orientation with apparent ease.
Now he looked intrigued, and he cast about for a tree whose branches were suitably low enough to make the attempt. Finding a tree whose branches were thick enough to support them was easy. Finding one with such branches close to the ground was harder, but the slow wander through the Eyes of Vi was at least a lovely perambulation as they found what they sought.
It was an... interesting experience, getting Hadama situated upon the branch so that he could lower himself to hang from his knees, and his metallic steel hair fell in a wave below his head. From the start he did not look comfortable, and even his stoic expression was strained as he felt the blood already rushing to his head. "This is... new," he admitted, unscrewing the cap from his waterskin and attempting to take a swallow from it.
And promptly spilling water over half his face, including up his nose, as gravity pulled the liquid in the opposite direction of his throat.
Now he looked intrigued, and he cast about for a tree whose branches were suitably low enough to make the attempt. Finding a tree whose branches were thick enough to support them was easy. Finding one with such branches close to the ground was harder, but the slow wander through the Eyes of Vi was at least a lovely perambulation as they found what they sought.
It was an... interesting experience, getting Hadama situated upon the branch so that he could lower himself to hang from his knees, and his metallic steel hair fell in a wave below his head. From the start he did not look comfortable, and even his stoic expression was strained as he felt the blood already rushing to his head. "This is... new," he admitted, unscrewing the cap from his waterskin and attempting to take a swallow from it.
And promptly spilling water over half his face, including up his nose, as gravity pulled the liquid in the opposite direction of his throat.
