How much 'bad' can we really do, confined to the canals? he asked, a flicker of dry amusement in his mental voice at her pouting. After his difficulty even getting food vendors to come close enough to the canal to trade with him for simple snacks, he was well aware of the merfolk's limitations within Haulani. We are constrained. Controlled, when in their cities. How could we do the same, to ensure their good behavior in ours?
Human lanterns were a much lighter topic - though Hadama didn't intend the pun - and he tried to envision the techniques and materials Chrys described. Paper...? He asked, curious. Would it not catch on fire from their candles? Paper in the ocean was a rare enough commodity, and Hadama had never seen the stuff in person before.
Human lanterns were a much lighter topic - though Hadama didn't intend the pun - and he tried to envision the techniques and materials Chrys described. Paper...? He asked, curious. Would it not catch on fire from their candles? Paper in the ocean was a rare enough commodity, and Hadama had never seen the stuff in person before.
