Hadama endured Sol's assistance with stoic equanimity. His skin was tough and the dragon's tongue was small enough that the sensation was not pleasant, but it was not difficult to tolerate for a short while. One could say that it was even worth it for how proud the dragonet was afterwards, and Hadama did not appear to regret his choices, even as he invited Zavien to join him in them.
The Dragoon rather wisely refused him, however, and emerald eyes gleamed with a flicker of mischief that would wait a long, patient time to be repaid. "I see." His rumble of an answer held a hint of his amusement - but also a hint of promise. Hadama repaid his debts, after all. All of them, no matter how small.
Without company in the tree branch, there was little reason to delay further. Better prepared this time for the consequences, Hadama altered how he held the waterskin and tipped it much more slowly for his drink. The water hit the roof of his mouth but he was ready for it and swallowed quickly before it could escape.
It was, indeed, far more difficult to swallow and force the water up his throat on its way to his stomach, but at least he did not choke or inhale it. He took a few more swallows for good measure, only spilling a little water in the process, and waited to make sure it had reached its destination safely before he did a crunch to pull himself up high enough to grasp the branch and unhook his legs so that he could drop lightly to the ground. "It did, indeed, make things both harder and worse," he assured Zavien solemnly, though laughter glinted in his eyes.
It was laughter that sobered a moment later as he reached for the box containing the Rose and settled it upon his back once more. His attention turned to the Dragoon as he drew himself up to his full, imposing height and inclined his head to his friend - and his companion. "In seriousness, there is something... dangerous that I would ask of you, Zavien Alexander. As a soldier and a dragoon. But only if you are willing to take the risk of facing the Void again."
The Dragoon rather wisely refused him, however, and emerald eyes gleamed with a flicker of mischief that would wait a long, patient time to be repaid. "I see." His rumble of an answer held a hint of his amusement - but also a hint of promise. Hadama repaid his debts, after all. All of them, no matter how small.
Without company in the tree branch, there was little reason to delay further. Better prepared this time for the consequences, Hadama altered how he held the waterskin and tipped it much more slowly for his drink. The water hit the roof of his mouth but he was ready for it and swallowed quickly before it could escape.
It was, indeed, far more difficult to swallow and force the water up his throat on its way to his stomach, but at least he did not choke or inhale it. He took a few more swallows for good measure, only spilling a little water in the process, and waited to make sure it had reached its destination safely before he did a crunch to pull himself up high enough to grasp the branch and unhook his legs so that he could drop lightly to the ground. "It did, indeed, make things both harder and worse," he assured Zavien solemnly, though laughter glinted in his eyes.
It was laughter that sobered a moment later as he reached for the box containing the Rose and settled it upon his back once more. His attention turned to the Dragoon as he drew himself up to his full, imposing height and inclined his head to his friend - and his companion. "In seriousness, there is something... dangerous that I would ask of you, Zavien Alexander. As a soldier and a dragoon. But only if you are willing to take the risk of facing the Void again."
