If the pronunciation wasn't quite right, the merman didn't seem to mind. Likewise, he rumbled back, content with completing the ritual of greeting. There were other questions beyond names however, and it was a good thing he had already taken the jar and lowered himself back into the surf when Remi answered the merman's confusion with an answer as simple as it was unexpected.
There was silence in the telepathic link as he digested this revelation, moving slowly out towards the rocks he had indicated more by reflex than conscious direction.
I understand, now, why you speak of the gods so easily. There was quiet respect in his tone, but he seemed to take it philosophically enough without becoming overawed. This deity in the sand-place... do you know what it is like?
There was silence in the telepathic link as he digested this revelation, moving slowly out towards the rocks he had indicated more by reflex than conscious direction.
I understand, now, why you speak of the gods so easily. There was quiet respect in his tone, but he seemed to take it philosophically enough without becoming overawed. This deity in the sand-place... do you know what it is like?
