the baffled king composing hallelujah
Ronin couldn't help but laugh at the mermaid's joke, whether it was intentional or otherwise, about going for that 'walk'. He shifted to sit down at the edge of the dock, dangling his feet over the side of the wooden walkway and inviting Seren to sit down as well. If they were going to have a conversation with one of her fairytales, they may as well get comfortable right? Good news, too, that there was another pair of eyes on his daughter, just in case the worst should happen (Ronin didn't plan on it).
"You come to the surface often then, when the weather is good?" he asked, wondering how many other merfolk he had mistaken for people playing in the waves along the beach. He grinned at the term - legwalker, nice - and glanced to Seren. "Well, we live up near the Aumakua, don't we? My husband is the new Governor of Torchline, and when I'm not helping him out with that, I hunt monsters."
"You come to the surface often then, when the weather is good?" he asked, wondering how many other merfolk he had mistaken for people playing in the waves along the beach. He grinned at the term - legwalker, nice - and glanced to Seren. "Well, we live up near the Aumakua, don't we? My husband is the new Governor of Torchline, and when I'm not helping him out with that, I hunt monsters."
