A curious but silent tilt of the mermanta's head met the admission of unsettled times, but he didn't press Harper for details. When the human was ready, Hadama knew, he would share. And if he was never ready, then the sun would still rise and the tide would still turn, and life would continue with neither of them having lost anything that truly mattered. Still: "If you ever wish to talk, I will listen," he offered simply, with no expectation that the human would need or want to.
But the offer was there, nonetheless.
The commotion was landward and well out of Hadama's ability to follow even if he hadn't had a duty of his own. He tilted his head in acknowledgment of the councilman's promise and settled in to wait as Harper went to see to his people.
It was no hardship, resting in the calm Miana Pool beneath the stars, meditating on Safrin and her gifts.
It would have been far more difficult to undertake the full week without Harper's kindness, Hadama knew. Though they'd had little chance to talk, the assistance had been very welcome and the mermanta was grateful.
"I am in your debt," he rumbled, inclining his head in respect. "Next time, perhaps we will be able to talk more." Something he was looking forward to, though the War was only days away and there was no guarantee that they would both survive to see the other side.
But there was hope. And for Hadama it was enough.
~Fin~
But the offer was there, nonetheless.
The commotion was landward and well out of Hadama's ability to follow even if he hadn't had a duty of his own. He tilted his head in acknowledgment of the councilman's promise and settled in to wait as Harper went to see to his people.
It was no hardship, resting in the calm Miana Pool beneath the stars, meditating on Safrin and her gifts.
It would have been far more difficult to undertake the full week without Harper's kindness, Hadama knew. Though they'd had little chance to talk, the assistance had been very welcome and the mermanta was grateful.
"I am in your debt," he rumbled, inclining his head in respect. "Next time, perhaps we will be able to talk more." Something he was looking forward to, though the War was only days away and there was no guarantee that they would both survive to see the other side.
But there was hope. And for Hadama it was enough.
~Fin~
