"Edmund," came the rumbling voice from the nearby waterway as a steel-silver head broke the surface and Hadama looked over the gathering with quiet appreciation. "Congratulations on your Guild. If I can assist, you need only ask." He nodded politely to the unfamiliar young man speaking with the new guildmaster, but as he left them to their conversation and looked around he spied some of the food placed within reach of the canal.
And a much more familiar face who had been absent from Torchline's waters for far too long. "Kaiden," he greeted, swimming slowly over to join the mershark and load up his own wooden plate from those dishes in reach. It was professional curiosity, of course; he was curious who had been chosen to cater the event. Have you been well? He slipped into speaking through the Bond as easily and thoughtlessly as he transitioned between breathing water and air.
It was certainly easier to speak with one's mouth full that way.
And a much more familiar face who had been absent from Torchline's waters for far too long. "
It was certainly easier to speak with one's mouth full that way.
