The details were Sunjata's own to share - or not, as the spirit moved him. Given that Hadama was a stranger to the Flood he made no attempt to pry beyond what the demigod was willing to reveal to him. He had heard the rumors of the end of Wrenzoak's Governorship only after he'd begun to explore the surface, well after the events had occurred and been relegated to the past, but how much of those rumors were truth and how much were hyperbolic invention he did not know.
Nor, in the end, did it matter to the Tidebreaker. It was the present in which they lived now, and a future that they had to plan for.
A future which suddenly became a little more troubling, though Hadama's expression remained calm and serene under the decidedly less than reassuring news that Sunjata imparted. "Hmm. I did not know of that price," he admitted. He scooped a handful of river water into his palm, considering it for a long moment before relaxing his grip to let it run between his fingers.
"Would you accept Frey's offer again, if it meant losing your shifts?" he asked slowly, genuinely curious though also taking the time to think through the revelation of the cost.
Nor, in the end, did it matter to the Tidebreaker. It was the present in which they lived now, and a future that they had to plan for.
A future which suddenly became a little more troubling, though Hadama's expression remained calm and serene under the decidedly less than reassuring news that Sunjata imparted. "Hmm. I did not know of that price," he admitted. He scooped a handful of river water into his palm, considering it for a long moment before relaxing his grip to let it run between his fingers.
"Would you accept Frey's offer again, if it meant losing your shifts?" he asked slowly, genuinely curious though also taking the time to think through the revelation of the cost.
