Hadama was exactly what Andy needed today. Her lounging in the underwater garden was brightened by his presence, especially as he continued to let her move along with her nonsensical banter. Her fingers trailed down the stone statue's chest and belly. The woman didn't answer for quite a long time, but her green eyes scanned the statues all around them.
Turning, this time slowly, wondering which part of her his eyes would focus on, Andromeda let out a long and dramatic sigh. Her head turned to the side and she stretched her neck some, eyes rolling with all of the emphasis of her dramatics. I don't think its been carved yet.
Obviously, it would be a statue of herself.
