Hadama didn't smile, but the corners of his eyes threatened to crinkle at P's grumbling over the weather. He took another sip of cocoa, offering simple, silent support in her time of tribulation.
The story of the flyby attack earned a curiously raised brow, and the ghost of an almost-smile lingered. "I am glad you were not harmed." His voice was solemn, but green eyes sparkled with reflected market lights. "What had brought you here, before?" It was very far from their usual home.
The mention of mischievous spirits made the corner of his lips quirk just slightly before he got it back under control, though his tail swished through the water with amusement. "Ah. A helpful spirit, then," he said, tone carefully solemn and thoughtful.
Sip.
The story of the flyby attack earned a curiously raised brow, and the ghost of an almost-smile lingered. "I am glad you were not harmed." His voice was solemn, but green eyes sparkled with reflected market lights. "What had brought you here, before?" It was very far from their usual home.
The mention of mischievous spirits made the corner of his lips quirk just slightly before he got it back under control, though his tail swished through the water with amusement. "Ah. A helpful spirit, then," he said, tone carefully solemn and thoughtful.
Sip.
