From what Hadama had seen, the people of Torchline were generally pretty accepting of Abandoned, but each of their experiences had been different and he saw no sense in arguing. Her opinions seemed set in stone and it wasn't his place to try and convert her when she pushed back so hard against the gods she had no desire to meet and seemed to openly scorn.
Though if he were a god, he would not want to answer the prayers of such a hostile, combative person either. So perhaps it was a two-way street.
"I will check for the crates soon," he agreed quietly. He and all the merfolk owed Safrin a great deal more than he owed Amanda, and her casual blasphemy boded poorly for future connections with the mermanta. He looked back at the waves and the rocks outside the cave thoughtfully and then dove into the dark water, leaving Amanda to make her own way out of the treacherous area at her leisure.
~Fin~
Though if he were a god, he would not want to answer the prayers of such a hostile, combative person either. So perhaps it was a two-way street.
"I will check for the crates soon," he agreed quietly. He and all the merfolk owed Safrin a great deal more than he owed Amanda, and her casual blasphemy boded poorly for future connections with the mermanta. He looked back at the waves and the rocks outside the cave thoughtfully and then dove into the dark water, leaving Amanda to make her own way out of the treacherous area at her leisure.
~Fin~
