The tension that slid through the air was palpable and Hadama went very still and watched Remi warily. After a moment he nodded slowly much as one would to appease a much larger predator. "Yes," was all he said; acknowledgment and agreement in one, uncertain of what had triggered the shift in atmosphere.
Some of it drained away and the mermanta dared to breathe again. The governorship he had heard of. The child, he had not. He offered no condolences but bowed his head deeply in respect for the man's loss and let the silence rest for long, slow heartbeats before he looked up again.
"What is needed for our dreaming?" A simple question for a fascinatingly complex magic and the man that wielded it.
Some of it drained away and the mermanta dared to breathe again. The governorship he had heard of. The child, he had not. He offered no condolences but bowed his head deeply in respect for the man's loss and let the silence rest for long, slow heartbeats before he looked up again.
"What is needed for our dreaming?" A simple question for a fascinatingly complex magic and the man that wielded it.
