Hadama inclined his head at her introduction, tucking the name away before reaching up out of the water to clasp the offered hand. His own was wet but his grip was firm, and his palm was heavily calloused.
The merman watched the dragon with curiosity, but at Maeve's question his attention returned to her and he nodded slowly while he gathered his thoughts. "There are rumors that the drylands are... unsettled." He chose his words carefully, watching the Queen and her dragon as he spoke. "I think that this may discourage some of our contact with the land. But the rumors are not always clear." His slender tail tip moved slowly through the water, cutting through the water easily as he contemplated this opportunity. "Maeve... do you think conflict will come to these shores and shoals?"
The merman watched the dragon with curiosity, but at Maeve's question his attention returned to her and he nodded slowly while he gathered his thoughts. "There are rumors that the drylands are... unsettled." He chose his words carefully, watching the Queen and her dragon as he spoke. "I think that this may discourage some of our contact with the land. But the rumors are not always clear." His slender tail tip moved slowly through the water, cutting through the water easily as he contemplated this opportunity. "Maeve... do you think conflict will come to these shores and shoals?"
