"Ronin. Welcome." Hadama opened his eyes and raised a hand to the approaching Knight. His gaze found the pattern on his fellow demigod's swim trunks and contemplated it for a long moment before giving a solemn nod of approval for the merry octopi adorning them. "Indeed," he agreed to the traditional comment on the weather - or the water. They were often the same thing to a Mer, after all.
He gave an agreeable nod and a quiet: "Mmh", confirming the secondary observation as Ronin made himself comfortable and Hadama let his eyes drift partially closed again. "I find the Climb good for training my endurance. It is... challenging." But survivable, which was always a plus. He did crack an eye a little wider at the mention of a flight, however, tilting his head to the side curiously. He considered asking a question of his own... but he held his silence as he gave it further thought. Instead, Ronin's following question caused him to give a slight shake of his head. "Business," he admitted, and not without some regret. "As demigods of Vi and Safrin. Though I hope the springs make it more tolerable." He drew in a breath scented with a faint sulfurous odor mixed with the sweetness of mundane lilies and let it out slowly.
"The Void was beaten back from the Wilds for a time. But it has begun to spread again." He paused, seeking his words with care as he recalled the debt all of Caido already owed to the White Knight. "I do not mean to... push. You have already done a great deal. But may I ask your intentions in the fight ahead?"
He gave an agreeable nod and a quiet: "Mmh", confirming the secondary observation as Ronin made himself comfortable and Hadama let his eyes drift partially closed again. "I find the Climb good for training my endurance. It is... challenging." But survivable, which was always a plus. He did crack an eye a little wider at the mention of a flight, however, tilting his head to the side curiously. He considered asking a question of his own... but he held his silence as he gave it further thought. Instead, Ronin's following question caused him to give a slight shake of his head. "Business," he admitted, and not without some regret. "As demigods of Vi and Safrin. Though I hope the springs make it more tolerable." He drew in a breath scented with a faint sulfurous odor mixed with the sweetness of mundane lilies and let it out slowly.
"The Void was beaten back from the Wilds for a time. But it has begun to spread again." He paused, seeking his words with care as he recalled the debt all of Caido already owed to the White Knight. "I do not mean to... push. You have already done a great deal. But may I ask your intentions in the fight ahead?"
