The lion stood still and the man stood still and they watched each other until the silence of the Bond was broken once more. Hadama did not entirely relax; sentience did not mean friendliness, and in his experience people - humans and Mer alike - were more dangerous than any beast. But he inclined his head politely beneath the starlit tines of his trident, leaning comfortably on the weapon like a staff.
I am Hadama. Visiting from Torchline. A pleasure to meet you. Or so he hoped, with his usual mixture of courtesy, optimism, and pragmatism. Who are you? Another of the Celestine's caretakers? A citizen of Stormbreak, out for an evening stroll beneath the full moon? Or a traveler like himself, far from home and taking in the sites of the floating city? Unsure and unwilling to assume, the Mer waited patiently for the lioness's response.
I am Hadama. Visiting from Torchline. A pleasure to meet you. Or so he hoped, with his usual mixture of courtesy, optimism, and pragmatism. Who are you? Another of the Celestine's caretakers? A citizen of Stormbreak, out for an evening stroll beneath the full moon? Or a traveler like himself, far from home and taking in the sites of the floating city? Unsure and unwilling to assume, the Mer waited patiently for the lioness's response.
