"Yes," the merman called back to Ronin, mischief gleaming in green eyes as he finished his own knots. "Though not like this one." His bridges had been of a more metaphorical nature since taking the crown, but he'd helped sink a few bridge supports across canals, too.
His well-intentioned words to Jude were those of an adult who had not been a child in a very long time (and one who wasn't used to the rapid aging so common among the human youth), but he was content to let the boy watch his knots and tied them slowly as much so that Jude could learn as to ensure that they were as secure as he could make them.
The finished product was not something he foresaw himself ever needing to use, but meeting more inhabitants of the Greatwood had been worth the time. "You are welcome," he offered to Phoebe, inclining his head. "I hope I will see you and your son again." Either here or on the coast of Torchline.
Hadama out!
His well-intentioned words to Jude were those of an adult who had not been a child in a very long time (and one who wasn't used to the rapid aging so common among the human youth), but he was content to let the boy watch his knots and tied them slowly as much so that Jude could learn as to ensure that they were as secure as he could make them.
The finished product was not something he foresaw himself ever needing to use, but meeting more inhabitants of the Greatwood had been worth the time. "You are welcome," he offered to Phoebe, inclining his head. "I hope I will see you and your son again." Either here or on the coast of Torchline.
Hadama out!
