The merman paused at the suggestion of water-resistant chocolate, eyes unfocusing a little as the intriguing idea took hold and began to work. "Hmm... perhaps..." he mused distractedly, gears turning. It was certainly something to tuck away for further consideration later.
At the moment, talk of gods and prayers and miraculously-aging children were more pertinent and he turned his attention back on Remi as the tale continued to unfold. He listened quietly, learning something new about the world and the recently-returned gods, but at the name the demigod mentioned he tilted his head in cautious recognition. "I think I have met her," he said slowly. "Blonde, and lively? Maeve introduced us. A charming young woman." Someone he would have liked to introduce his young friend Chrysaora to, as another vivacious young lady of the coast.
His eyes returned to Remi contemplatively for a moment, warmly curious. "Will you come visit Torchline more often?"
At the moment, talk of gods and prayers and miraculously-aging children were more pertinent and he turned his attention back on Remi as the tale continued to unfold. He listened quietly, learning something new about the world and the recently-returned gods, but at the name the demigod mentioned he tilted his head in cautious recognition. "I think I have met her," he said slowly. "Blonde, and lively? Maeve introduced us. A charming young woman." Someone he would have liked to introduce his young friend Chrysaora to, as another vivacious young lady of the coast.
His eyes returned to Remi contemplatively for a moment, warmly curious. "Will you come visit Torchline more often?"
