He admired the shield as she lifted it, able to appreciate the craftsmanship even beneath the grime and to see a hint of the artistry hidden there. Her question, however, gave Hadama a moment's pause and he was initially silent as he tried to understand where that particular connection had come from. His tail, ending in a long, slender whip rather than the broad flukes of the cetaceans or sharks, stirred the sand beneath the light surf before he finally shook his head. "Not the ingredients, no," he said slowly.
The water slid away from the shield as if repelled by the metal, pulling back a few inches from its surface so that it was bone dry in Amanda's hands. The merman simply gazed at her calmly, neither sweating nor shivering in the unseasonable Flowerbirth chill. His was a shift comfortable cruising at the ocean's sun-warmed surface, but equally suited to diving deep into the bathypelagic zone.
"Only food today," he said after a moment's thought. Her question nostalgically reminded of his raven friend, P, who was also quite the scavenger and scamp... but that was a young woman he hadn't seen since Deepfrost. "Though I often trade in Haulani."
The water slid away from the shield as if repelled by the metal, pulling back a few inches from its surface so that it was bone dry in Amanda's hands. The merman simply gazed at her calmly, neither sweating nor shivering in the unseasonable Flowerbirth chill. His was a shift comfortable cruising at the ocean's sun-warmed surface, but equally suited to diving deep into the bathypelagic zone.
"Only food today," he said after a moment's thought. Her question nostalgically reminded of his raven friend, P, who was also quite the scavenger and scamp... but that was a young woman he hadn't seen since Deepfrost. "Though I often trade in Haulani."
