He had seen Flora in mischief and in grief; in anger and in triumph. But today she looked... stately. Holding herself with something of her mother's poise but still with her own unique style. Hadama's expression was serenely stoic, but he was reassured by the young woman's carriage - and by the flash of nervousness that proved that this truly was Flora, determined but still young.
Though not as young as she had once been. That, too, he had needed time to accept.
"Indeed. I would like to convert a few chambers in the palace for it." He tilted his head in recognition of the mutual frustration of underwater communication between Merfolk and non-Attuned. "Or seek a divine boon to extend the telepathic bond to all visitors within the Underwater City." But whether it would be possible, or get much use... Well. One thing at a time.
Her answer to his question brought neither a smile nor a frown to his face, but he considered it thoughtfully before nodding. "Yes. It is advice you have given before. And it is good advice." Advice he had followed - in spirit, if not to the letter - and not regretted. That, too, had weighed significantly in his decision. He took a deep breath, feeling the uncertainty in his chest settling and the following question he posed held less formality, though more respect. "What direction should we take next?"
Though not as young as she had once been. That, too, he had needed time to accept.
"Indeed. I would like to convert a few chambers in the palace for it." He tilted his head in recognition of the mutual frustration of underwater communication between Merfolk and non-Attuned. "Or seek a divine boon to extend the telepathic bond to all visitors within the Underwater City." But whether it would be possible, or get much use... Well. One thing at a time.
Her answer to his question brought neither a smile nor a frown to his face, but he considered it thoughtfully before nodding. "Yes. It is advice you have given before. And it is good advice." Advice he had followed - in spirit, if not to the letter - and not regretted. That, too, had weighed significantly in his decision. He took a deep breath, feeling the uncertainty in his chest settling and the following question he posed held less formality, though more respect. "What direction should we take next?"
