Politics were what you made of them. Or avoided of them. But those troubles had been going on for long enough that so long as there weren't any new developments the undersea held an uneasy peace. Either way, it was nothing for land dwellers to worry about. Not yet, at least.
Not for awhile, hopefully.
"Ah." Hadama nodded in understanding and took an appreciative sniff of the sizzling meat. Rhampires didn't usually wander into the ocean, but stranger things had happened. Her question earned a thoughtful tilt of his head as he considered the drylander, and emerald eyes sparked with mischief.
"Crab and lobster," he said slowly, drawing out each word. "Mussels. Turtles. Squid and octopi. Seal. Occasionally pelicans and hels that are slow to fly out of reach." A longer pause and then he looked at her solemnly. "Sometimes, fish."
There was silent laughter there, though it was mostly in the softness around his eyes and lazy, relaxed swishing of his slender tale through the shallow surf.
"I have never eaten rhampire before. Would you accept vegetables for some of it?" He shifted to set his waterproof bag onto the wet sand in front of him and opened it in offering of several more ingredients to the cookout.
Not for awhile, hopefully.
"Ah." Hadama nodded in understanding and took an appreciative sniff of the sizzling meat. Rhampires didn't usually wander into the ocean, but stranger things had happened. Her question earned a thoughtful tilt of his head as he considered the drylander, and emerald eyes sparked with mischief.
"Crab and lobster," he said slowly, drawing out each word. "Mussels. Turtles. Squid and octopi. Seal. Occasionally pelicans and hels that are slow to fly out of reach." A longer pause and then he looked at her solemnly. "Sometimes, fish."
There was silent laughter there, though it was mostly in the softness around his eyes and lazy, relaxed swishing of his slender tale through the shallow surf.
"I have never eaten rhampire before. Would you accept vegetables for some of it?" He shifted to set his waterproof bag onto the wet sand in front of him and opened it in offering of several more ingredients to the cookout.
