Hadama didn't seem to mind the outburst. It was, conveniently, what he himself had been thinking when he'd pulled his 'prize' from the ocean and found it...
Well. Surprising, certainly. Unexpected. Amusing, even.
Or it would be, in a few more hours. At the moment it was just frustrating as the cranky cephalopod resisted the mermanta's attempts to free its precious boot from his line.
If he noticed the woman laughing he gave no sign and didn't seem to mind. His attention was fully focused on pushing the hook through the leather while the octopus strove with not-inconsiderable might to remove his hand from its boot! Unfortunately not realizing that Hadama was attempting to do precisely that, and the octopus's efforts were only making it harder.
"It is nice to meet you, Kenza," Hadama said with quiet dignity in spite of the ridiculous situation he found himself in. Wrestling an octopus, indeed.
Finally, with a grunt, he managed to push the hook free. The rod spanged! straight, no worse for wear, but...
Now he had one quarter of an octopus wrapped around his arm and he stared at it, perplexed, as it glared back. "Do you have any suggestions...?" he rumbled to Kenza after a long minute of tense silence with his stubborn catch.
Well. Surprising, certainly. Unexpected. Amusing, even.
Or it would be, in a few more hours. At the moment it was just frustrating as the cranky cephalopod resisted the mermanta's attempts to free its precious boot from his line.
If he noticed the woman laughing he gave no sign and didn't seem to mind. His attention was fully focused on pushing the hook through the leather while the octopus strove with not-inconsiderable might to remove his hand from its boot! Unfortunately not realizing that Hadama was attempting to do precisely that, and the octopus's efforts were only making it harder.
"It is nice to meet you, Kenza," Hadama said with quiet dignity in spite of the ridiculous situation he found himself in. Wrestling an octopus, indeed.
Finally, with a grunt, he managed to push the hook free. The rod spanged! straight, no worse for wear, but...
Now he had one quarter of an octopus wrapped around his arm and he stared at it, perplexed, as it glared back. "Do you have any suggestions...?" he rumbled to Kenza after a long minute of tense silence with his stubborn catch.
