Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow
Letha did like children, and even though Clemente might be nearly a man, it was easier for Letha to warm up to him. As Amun formally introduced them, Letha offered a smile. Smiles still felt foreign on her lips, for her history of them before arriving in Caido was small.
Clem did exactly what Letha hoped he would do and asked the potter for clarification for what they were searching for. She nodded, though stayed silent as she followed Amun. She did not need his suggestion to do so, but she made note of it either way. Ocean eyes widened some as they came upon a gaggle of the plant-like creatures, amazement clear in her gaze.
She stopped on the beach as Amun approached the creatures, watching him with wonder. She didn't feel any sort of emotion to the fact that they had to kill this creature to do as the Voice asked. Death was a part of life, especially to non-humanoid creatures. Letha might have some qualm if they had been asked to take a life of some sort of human, but of his manta she had none.
Letha
