The water so black that the darkness hummed
"That is what you are," Maru points out patiently, unsure what a 'landlubber' is. Perhaps someone with enormous fat deposits akin to blubber? Though the man's origins are just as confounding, though in a more interesting sense. "A sailor, then?" There are quite a few in the waters of Torchline, and they are the only landwalkers he knows of who could have been raised 'on the sea' instead of within it.
The merman nods in acquiescence to the response, expression serene. "I will endeavor not to disturb your vigil." That, at least, Maru can attempt to give the man. "The loss of family is a burden unlike any other loss. You have my sympathies." He is a follower of Rae, but he knows that she stands hand-in-hand with Mort, that this Maea person is likely safe and at peace. Unfortunately that peace does not always extend to the ones left behind.
Maru turns and scrutinizes the man at his side, rolling the conversation with his daughter in his mind. He had told her to be careful with what she shares, and he intends to do the same. "And if I am?" Would the man change his stance? Inquire further? It's a smooth and unassuming challenge, a scientific prod of a questing finger against the man's intriguing personality. "You are welcome." Not that Maru has any sovereignty over the beaches, which is what Amun is actually enjoying aside from the view and the questionable companionship.
The merman nods in acquiescence to the response, expression serene. "I will endeavor not to disturb your vigil." That, at least, Maru can attempt to give the man. "The loss of family is a burden unlike any other loss. You have my sympathies." He is a follower of Rae, but he knows that she stands hand-in-hand with Mort, that this Maea person is likely safe and at peace. Unfortunately that peace does not always extend to the ones left behind.
Maru turns and scrutinizes the man at his side, rolling the conversation with his daughter in his mind. He had told her to be careful with what she shares, and he intends to do the same. "And if I am?" Would the man change his stance? Inquire further? It's a smooth and unassuming challenge, a scientific prod of a questing finger against the man's intriguing personality. "You are welcome." Not that Maru has any sovereignty over the beaches, which is what Amun is actually enjoying aside from the view and the questionable companionship.
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