Hadama slipped his hands into the fountain's water as well, cupping them and bringing the sweet, healing liquid to his lips. It was refreshing for both body and soul and he savored the gentle coolness of it as it slid down his throat and sent a rejuvenating lassitude through his muscles. Scabs and scrapes melted away and the most recent War scars seemed to ease and shrink further leaving the mermanta clear-eyed and alert.
Harper's words washed over him like a quiet tide and Dama nodded slowly in agreement to his first two statements. They had, indeed, been overworking, and the ease of their conversation was a balm to weary souls. He rested his arms on the fountain's ledge, bottom half resting within the water of the exit pool as he considered the rest of the human's words.
"Short on time, yes," he agreed thoughtfully. "But I have at least one more friend than I did before."
Harper's words washed over him like a quiet tide and Dama nodded slowly in agreement to his first two statements. They had, indeed, been overworking, and the ease of their conversation was a balm to weary souls. He rested his arms on the fountain's ledge, bottom half resting within the water of the exit pool as he considered the rest of the human's words.
"Short on time, yes," he agreed thoughtfully. "But I have at least one more friend than I did before."
