Though he had heard of the Nova's more legendary adventures - fighting Wars, leading regions, and fighting monsters that threatened Caido - Hadama knew little of Ronin's personal history and private life. He nodded slowly as the list of blessings grew, but the other man's honesty as he continued was compelling and the mermanta stayed quiet as the downsides to pledging one's soul to a deity were iterated.
Or, perhaps not downsides but... complications. It bore a great deal of deep thought and his serene expression grew solemn as his tail flicked slowly from side to side in the water.
Ignorant of one of the other side effects of Ronin's demigodhood and shift - Hadama had never seen a luxere himself - he didn't realize how closely he was treading water next to a stonefish. He accepted the Supernova's skepticism calmly, tilting his head in silent acknowledgment of the raised brows. "I will serve her regardless. In many ways it is an easy choice. But she tasked me to meditate on it, and I will not choose lightly." Not without fully understanding what was offered, and what it cost. If he chose the path to demigodhood it would not be in the heat of the moment, but with awareness of what it entailed and no regrets.
He looked back out over the blue waters and multi-colored foliage surrounding the oasis, forming the words carefully before he spoke them. "I would serve Safrin and rule Torchline," he admitted. "But if she called me away from leadership, I trust Harper to hold the region. However... I would worry for the Mer. That is the choice I fear most." To be caught between his loyalty and duty to his goddess and to his people.
Or, perhaps not downsides but... complications. It bore a great deal of deep thought and his serene expression grew solemn as his tail flicked slowly from side to side in the water.
Ignorant of one of the other side effects of Ronin's demigodhood and shift - Hadama had never seen a luxere himself - he didn't realize how closely he was treading water next to a stonefish. He accepted the Supernova's skepticism calmly, tilting his head in silent acknowledgment of the raised brows. "I will serve her regardless. In many ways it is an easy choice. But she tasked me to meditate on it, and I will not choose lightly." Not without fully understanding what was offered, and what it cost. If he chose the path to demigodhood it would not be in the heat of the moment, but with awareness of what it entailed and no regrets.
He looked back out over the blue waters and multi-colored foliage surrounding the oasis, forming the words carefully before he spoke them. "I would serve Safrin and rule Torchline," he admitted. "But if she called me away from leadership, I trust Harper to hold the region. However... I would worry for the Mer. That is the choice I fear most." To be caught between his loyalty and duty to his goddess and to his people.
