"I will not," Hadama agreed contentedly to his goddess's warning - playful, he could hope. But since he had never sought out the nature deity before and had no plans to in the near future, it was likely not something that would come up. He was more concerned with Safrin's good graces, and so long as his offering met with her approval the merman would accept whatever other consequences came his way from making it.
He tilted his head to the side in acknowledgement of his current two-legged state and oh, the places he could go with it. Pleasure was a quiet hum in the back of his thoughts at her smile, and he inhaled the petrichor scent that often accompanied her, letting it soothe his soul before he looked up to her galactic gaze and gave his answer.
"My armor," he rumbled, hands resting serenely on his - strange to think about - legs. "Would you make it stronger?" It had come in useful when fighting echo sharks, but not all enemies would so easy to fend off.
He tilted his head to the side in acknowledgement of his current two-legged state and oh, the places he could go with it. Pleasure was a quiet hum in the back of his thoughts at her smile, and he inhaled the petrichor scent that often accompanied her, letting it soothe his soul before he looked up to her galactic gaze and gave his answer.
"My armor," he rumbled, hands resting serenely on his - strange to think about - legs. "Would you make it stronger?" It had come in useful when fighting echo sharks, but not all enemies would so easy to fend off.
