I see, the merman mused thoughtfully. He gave a grateful nod and filed the information away for later use, when next he spoke with a disguised drylander.
Nothing is free below the sea, either, he replied politely. He didn't seem to mind the silence that fell over the conversation at that point as he took the time to think over what had already been said, and watched the nearby humans at their incomprehensible two-legged errands.
Hadama simply nodded again, acknowledging the raven's thanks as he kept an eye on her shadow in the water, rather than craning his head to look up at her. The kebab was... in an unfortunate state after being dragged around on the ground and dropped in the sand, but the offer was met with careful consideration. He nodded slowly and swam away from her, towards the other side of the canal, setting the dirty kebab there instead. Then he ducked below the water, stretching to relieve the strain on his shoulders from staying upright for so long, and began to swim lazily along. His gold-streaked broad manta wings were easy to see in the daylit waters, especially from above.
I would like that, he decided. Thank you. His thoughts paused for a little while before he spoke again, surfacing in a section of canal that passed between two buildings, with little space to walk between the walls and the water. People were visible at either end of the watery alleyway, but none were nearby. Will this do? He hoped she was near enough to hear him.
Nothing is free below the sea, either, he replied politely. He didn't seem to mind the silence that fell over the conversation at that point as he took the time to think over what had already been said, and watched the nearby humans at their incomprehensible two-legged errands.
Hadama simply nodded again, acknowledging the raven's thanks as he kept an eye on her shadow in the water, rather than craning his head to look up at her. The kebab was... in an unfortunate state after being dragged around on the ground and dropped in the sand, but the offer was met with careful consideration. He nodded slowly and swam away from her, towards the other side of the canal, setting the dirty kebab there instead. Then he ducked below the water, stretching to relieve the strain on his shoulders from staying upright for so long, and began to swim lazily along. His gold-streaked broad manta wings were easy to see in the daylit waters, especially from above.
I would like that, he decided. Thank you. His thoughts paused for a little while before he spoke again, surfacing in a section of canal that passed between two buildings, with little space to walk between the walls and the water. People were visible at either end of the watery alleyway, but none were nearby. Will this do? He hoped she was near enough to hear him.
