Once air made conversation possible again, Melita's excitement and enthusiasm washed over Hadama like warm sunlight. The mermanta wasn't the type to beam, but he didn't bother to hide his pride and pleasure at his friend's joy in their adventure. He was content to let her ramble until she ran out of (momentary?) steam and then tilted his head in a nod of acknowledgment as he gathered his thoughts to try and tackle all of her questions.
"The water provides support," he rumbled, answering the last one first. "From below, against the weight of it above." Remove the water from the Underwater City, and many of its buildings would collapse beneath their own weight without that balancing pressure from within and beneath.
Then there was a pause, and his expression shifted towards a more serious and thoughtful mien. "We... had a King," he said slowly. "A monarchy, yes. But things are... complicated, now." And the merfolk were without a leader.
They had been, for far too long.
"The water provides support," he rumbled, answering the last one first. "From below, against the weight of it above." Remove the water from the Underwater City, and many of its buildings would collapse beneath their own weight without that balancing pressure from within and beneath.
Then there was a pause, and his expression shifted towards a more serious and thoughtful mien. "We... had a King," he said slowly. "A monarchy, yes. But things are... complicated, now." And the merfolk were without a leader.
They had been, for far too long.
