"A difficult sacrifice," he intoned solemnly, his stoic expression giving little away except for the silent laughter that twinkled in emerald eyes. "But if it is for my people, I will make it." He considered the possibility of food, and of needing his hands to eat it, and after a few moments of thought he shifted to pull his tail beneath him and push himself more upright. He was not flexible enough to sit folded for long with any comfort, but he braced himself on where his hip would be if he'd had legs so he had one arm free and let his lower half trail back into the gentle surf as it constantly washed over him.
Being so far out of the water made his skin itch with the dryness, and he was grateful for the distraction of Evie's description of seafood culinary options. "I will add these to my list of things to try." Dried food wasn't exactly common, undersea. Neither was powdered, for reasons he trusted Evie could imagine herself. "Do you cook food often?"
Being so far out of the water made his skin itch with the dryness, and he was grateful for the distraction of Evie's description of seafood culinary options. "I will add these to my list of things to try." Dried food wasn't exactly common, undersea. Neither was powdered, for reasons he trusted Evie could imagine herself. "Do you cook food often?"
