Flora's approach over uncomfortable terrain was appreciated, and when he took her hand Hadama's wet grip was firm but gentle. He had made few enough handshakes that he didn't seem to notice when Flora held on for longer than was customary; or at least, not to think that there was anything unusual about it.
A steely head tilted in curiosity at hearing that she was from the Greatwood, but before he had considered what to say to it she had continued and the mermanta was hard-put to hold onto his courteous stoicism. Emerald eyes sparkled and he was very glad the dark waters hid the lash of his tail beneath the surf as he held back his laughter.
Though he continued to regard Flora with outward calm, he did flick a glance to Maeve, subtly entreating her to help the nervous young woman out and he bowed his head in gratitude when she did. "I understand," he assured Flora solemnly. "I have heard there is a large river there. Perhaps I will be able to visit it someday." And then mer might seem less strange to the Greatwood's inhabitants.
A steely head tilted in curiosity at hearing that she was from the Greatwood, but before he had considered what to say to it she had continued and the mermanta was hard-put to hold onto his courteous stoicism. Emerald eyes sparkled and he was very glad the dark waters hid the lash of his tail beneath the surf as he held back his laughter.
Though he continued to regard Flora with outward calm, he did flick a glance to Maeve, subtly entreating her to help the nervous young woman out and he bowed his head in gratitude when she did. "I understand," he assured Flora solemnly. "I have heard there is a large river there. Perhaps I will be able to visit it someday." And then mer might seem less strange to the Greatwood's inhabitants.
