our sins are washed away
"Mmmmm." It was a considered hum, though Saiden glanced at the dragonling and arched an eyebrow, clearly not impressed by its threats. The cook's gaze returned to the woman. Grinning, he whistled a few notes before looking back out at the ocean.
Only then did he begin to speak, voice quiet, but clearly amused. "Not sure yet. But tell you what. You offer to answer my questions at a later date, whatever they might be, and I will answer your questions right now. Seems fair, aye?" Then, though, something tugged on his line. He tugged right back, though it took a few tries before he managed to reel in a decent sized tuna.
Only then did he begin to speak, voice quiet, but clearly amused. "Not sure yet. But tell you what. You offer to answer my questions at a later date, whatever they might be, and I will answer your questions right now. Seems fair, aye?" Then, though, something tugged on his line. He tugged right back, though it took a few tries before he managed to reel in a decent sized tuna.
