When she mentions giving back to the sea, I give a wry grin as my brow rises and I look out towards the water. "When I first arrived, many said a king before my time had been snatched from the shore by a sea beast. I wonder, then, what he must have taken to have owed his very life." There is the hint of a sneer in the very corners of my lips, a concealed mocking - perhaps - of those that had been foolish enough to fail before me. A king before my time. What a name to have gained - did he ever truly have a name? How forgettable. I have a fleeting moment of morbid curiosity, curious as to how long it would take for me to become nothing but a king before my time. Perhaps that is all our destiny but ah, for now I am content to hope for a better one even for Adonai with a mind like hers, so probing and astute.

When she speaks again, I turn to her completely and consider her in silence for several moments. To ommit it makes it obsolete? What a curious thought and yet, I find myself in disagreement and suddenly unsure. "Then you must decide what kind of a liar you will become." For me, I am half a liar. For her? Who can be sure - she will play a dangerous game no matter the path she chooses. My eyes narrow in thought before I suddenly dip my head in a small bow of sorts. "But you need not decide today, Adonai. For now, I am sure we have given one another much to consider." I, for one, know that I must now seek out the truth of her words in Asteraia. It is about time, after all. As for her? Well, I have little doubt that her feet are already beginning to itch with their need to dig up something new.