Given the Merfolk's own inherent magics it made little sense to Hadama that they should judge humans for having them, too. Air and water magic in particular seemed perfectly natural to the mermanta, and he didn't so much as blink at he mention of her own innate power.
Training in an inhospitable environment was not unknown to him, and he tilted his head in acknowledgment of her prowess in keeping herself unharmed amidst Metacarpal Island's hungry flora. Then his eyes gleamed with silent amusement as he raised his head again to meet her gaze squarely. "Of a sort," he agreed solemnly. "I train my magic here sometimes, too. I am Hadama. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Training in an inhospitable environment was not unknown to him, and he tilted his head in acknowledgment of her prowess in keeping herself unharmed amidst Metacarpal Island's hungry flora. Then his eyes gleamed with silent amusement as he raised his head again to meet her gaze squarely. "Of a sort," he agreed solemnly. "I train my magic here sometimes, too. I am Hadama. It is a pleasure to meet you."
