He accepted the candle solemnly and with a nod of thanks. He twirled it in his fingers, smoothing the runnels of wax thoughtfully as he waited for it to harden before tucking it into his own pouch. "Thank you," he said gravely. "I have used wax to waterproof metal. But it is very strange to see fire tamed to it."
Shorefolk in the water were always a disconcerting sight. They either had too many limbs, or else far too few, depending on one's experience. Either way, Hadama held himself to courtesy and made a point of not looking at Chaele's legs as he gave her space and floated a short distance away in the deeper water, able to relax now that he didn't have to arch his back to hold himself upright out of the water. He was in no rush, and quietly waited for his companion to find the right words.
"These words are also a ritual?" he asked, making a guess based on what else she'd told him. "Of what you desire? Or... hm. Of what you wish to become?"
Shorefolk in the water were always a disconcerting sight. They either had too many limbs, or else far too few, depending on one's experience. Either way, Hadama held himself to courtesy and made a point of not looking at Chaele's legs as he gave her space and floated a short distance away in the deeper water, able to relax now that he didn't have to arch his back to hold himself upright out of the water. He was in no rush, and quietly waited for his companion to find the right words.
"These words are also a ritual?" he asked, making a guess based on what else she'd told him. "Of what you desire? Or... hm. Of what you wish to become?"
