Hey, starchild, are you listening?
Humming her acknowledgement of the skills required, Seren kept watching the spar even as her attention shifted along with the conversation. She had only the vaguest recollection of Amalia - a pretty face in the dark, with a starwhale swimming in her wake - but the name she recognized easily enough. "I will remember that, if I come across her," she said, grateful for the tip. It wasn't so much that she couldn't kill, if necessary... but if there were ways to avoid it, she would feel better.
Chuckling softly at the way her father squirmed, the girl nodded. It was so. And he was invited. "Got any plans for tomorrow?" she joked, just as pleased that he required no convincing. "Mother said there was some kind of treasure beneath the ice... Which I assume to mean we are going to have to get wet. Unless there is something tricky going on?" She shrugged; the few answers she got had been vague and sketchy. Which was only as it should be; no adventures without guessing and searching for answers, right? "Do you have any cloud manta crystals, in case we do need to swim?"
Chuckling softly at the way her father squirmed, the girl nodded. It was so. And he was invited. "Got any plans for tomorrow?" she joked, just as pleased that he required no convincing. "Mother said there was some kind of treasure beneath the ice... Which I assume to mean we are going to have to get wet. Unless there is something tricky going on?" She shrugged; the few answers she got had been vague and sketchy. Which was only as it should be; no adventures without guessing and searching for answers, right? "Do you have any cloud manta crystals, in case we do need to swim?"
Seren
