The water so black that the darkness hummed
The man's shock is amusing, though Maru only shows it in the smallest curl of his lips. "I am not one to lie," he confirms simply. The following question is similarly received with a blank and unmoved expression. "Unless you mean the one you speak with, I am afraid not." Maru doesn't mind admitting that he does not know something, even if it seems to baffle the other man.
A soft hum of agreement trails out of his throat, peacefully leaning the slightest bit into the pressure of the hand upon his shoulder in acknowledgement of the touch. There is nothing more to say on grief and mourning that has not already been said, and Maru is a man of few words. But he is not the type to ignore a direct question, and his pitch eyes sweep over the isles around them. "Yes. They are as much home to me as anything else. Is this your first time visiting them?" Or would he be surprised to learn of their transient, playful motions?
A soft hum of agreement trails out of his throat, peacefully leaning the slightest bit into the pressure of the hand upon his shoulder in acknowledgement of the touch. There is nothing more to say on grief and mourning that has not already been said, and Maru is a man of few words. But he is not the type to ignore a direct question, and his pitch eyes sweep over the isles around them. "Yes. They are as much home to me as anything else. Is this your first time visiting them?" Or would he be surprised to learn of their transient, playful motions?
Maru
