It was shockingly easy to mine on land. There was no water to slow the rise and fall of the pickaxe, and brute strength had never been something Hadama had lacked. There was more danger in overbalancing when he drew the pick back than anything else, but he only needed a few swings to shatter the seam wide enough to reach the bounty within.
He paused to consider the crack before politely offering the pickaxe back to Sohalia in case she wanted to take a few swings of her own. "No," he said, simple and direct. "This is the third time." The first having been in a dream with Remi, and the second having been at the masquerade ball at Wrenzoak's Refuge, under Frey's influence. Perhaps dreams did not count for much, but the Ball certainly had... even if he had been in a body that was both human and female at the time.
"What will you do with your rubies?" A genuinely curious question that would, he hoped reveal a little more about his cheerful young benefactor.
He paused to consider the crack before politely offering the pickaxe back to Sohalia in case she wanted to take a few swings of her own. "No," he said, simple and direct. "This is the third time." The first having been in a dream with Remi, and the second having been at the masquerade ball at Wrenzoak's Refuge, under Frey's influence. Perhaps dreams did not count for much, but the Ball certainly had... even if he had been in a body that was both human and female at the time.
"What will you do with your rubies?" A genuinely curious question that would, he hoped reveal a little more about his cheerful young benefactor.
