Delta
It is very fortunate for the humanoid figure that Delta is able to hear voices coming from above her, otherwise she very well wouldn't have noticed them at all seeing as she wasn't exactly looking on the shore. Stopping and adjusting herself so that her body was now facing the surface, Delta lifted her head above the water and looked around until her eyes landed on the figure.
Tilting her head, she inspected them closely. They seemed to have a wooden staff on them. "I am doing fine... why are you out here so far? You don't look like you're from Torchline." It was less about appearances and more about the way they spoke. A torchliner probably wouldn't ask someone if they were having a good day.... or maybe this one was just extremely happy. It didn't even occur to Delta that she hadn't quite answered any of the questions posed to her, mostly due to the fact that she was preoccupied with other thoughts and curiosities, as well she had to make sure that the staff wouldn't be used as a weapon against her.
Tilting her head, she inspected them closely. They seemed to have a wooden staff on them. "I am doing fine... why are you out here so far? You don't look like you're from Torchline." It was less about appearances and more about the way they spoke. A torchliner probably wouldn't ask someone if they were having a good day.... or maybe this one was just extremely happy. It didn't even occur to Delta that she hadn't quite answered any of the questions posed to her, mostly due to the fact that she was preoccupied with other thoughts and curiosities, as well she had to make sure that the staff wouldn't be used as a weapon against her.
