Her honesty was refreshing, and Hadama inclined his head in acceptance of it, fighting to hide a smile. "Better not to tempt you, then." He paused, then copied her in licking his fingers - not a common practice underwater - and looked quietly pleased at the last hints of flavor he managed to capture.
"The desert where the Flowerbirth god is?" he asked curiously, remembering his conversation with the scarred demigod. His amusement faded at the mention of such a place; a true hell for a mermaid, from what he'd heard of the place.
His relaxed enjoyment of the conversation returned with her smile, and he tilted his head in fascination. "Are there many things to fire them at, in the sky?"
"The desert where the Flowerbirth god is?" he asked curiously, remembering his conversation with the scarred demigod. His amusement faded at the mention of such a place; a true hell for a mermaid, from what he'd heard of the place.
His relaxed enjoyment of the conversation returned with her smile, and he tilted his head in fascination. "Are there many things to fire them at, in the sky?"
