George
There was something almost sad about the song the mermaid was singing, but it was beautiful all the same, and for a moment, George was content to simply sit and listen. It reminded him of Halo. It had been a while since he'd visited the tundra, and he was overdue for a visit - especially if he wanted to see Hotaru again.
As he mused about Halo, the singing died off, and he looked up to find the Mer resting in the water. He thought about turning to go, to leave her in the peace of her song - after all, there was nothing really left for him to do in the Fingers, now that his contact had fallen through - but before he could do so, the mermaid noticed him in the shadows and beckoned him forward.
He stepped out of the shadow of the cavern and leaned against the nearby wall, crossing his arms casually over his chest. "You've a lovely voice," he said appreciatively. "You have my apologies; I didn't mean to interrupt."
As he mused about Halo, the singing died off, and he looked up to find the Mer resting in the water. He thought about turning to go, to leave her in the peace of her song - after all, there was nothing really left for him to do in the Fingers, now that his contact had fallen through - but before he could do so, the mermaid noticed him in the shadows and beckoned him forward.
He stepped out of the shadow of the cavern and leaned against the nearby wall, crossing his arms casually over his chest. "You've a lovely voice," he said appreciatively. "You have my apologies; I didn't mean to interrupt."
