Hadama's interest in the dreamwalker magic faded to rueful acceptance at this rather important information on its source as he considered the implications of a god's attention. Remi's scars had not gone unnoticed, and the mermanta's gaze dropped to the missing fingers thoughtfully.
The change from hand to tentacle provided a window into what the full shift might look like, and Hadama took curious note of the differences and similarities between the octopods he was more familiar with and the kraken that Remi could become. Green eyes lifted in a questioning glance at the sudden caveat, but he only gave a slow nod, either of acknowledgment or understanding.
Easiest at high tide, he agreed, some of the amusement back in his eyes. Less comfortable at other times, but not impossible. I have a wishstone I have been meaning to bring to the L'ma anyways.
He looked up to the first twinkling stars beginning to glow through the fading light. Do you still need to travel to Ghilio tonight? The question held a faint note of concern for the many unknown dangers of the dry lands.
The change from hand to tentacle provided a window into what the full shift might look like, and Hadama took curious note of the differences and similarities between the octopods he was more familiar with and the kraken that Remi could become. Green eyes lifted in a questioning glance at the sudden caveat, but he only gave a slow nod, either of acknowledgment or understanding.
Easiest at high tide, he agreed, some of the amusement back in his eyes. Less comfortable at other times, but not impossible. I have a wishstone I have been meaning to bring to the L'ma anyways.
He looked up to the first twinkling stars beginning to glow through the fading light. Do you still need to travel to Ghilio tonight? The question held a faint note of concern for the many unknown dangers of the dry lands.
