Of course hers would be broken. To be fair, hers was broken in the coolest way possible, but she was still broken. Khairi seems a little unsettled when Thea decides to look exactly like him, for which she can’t really blame the bird. Kiada giggles, and Syrena can’t help but let the sound of that giggle infect her mood a bit. Not that Syrena giggles in return, but she just shakes her head in Thea’s general direction, looking almost amused.

The two companions begin to get along after a moment of uncertainty. Which Thea hadn’t helped by deciding to have five heads. Though Syrena sort of liked this particular form and hoped the creature might stick to it, or at least come back to it. When it’s clear the two companions aren’t going to try to rip each other’s heads off, Syrena turns her attention back to Kiada more fully. She was pretty sure Thea had no bad intentions, that all she felt from her recently bonded was curiosity and excitement, but Syrena really didn’t trust herself to read emotions all that well. Let alone so quickly. Their bond was a baby of a thing, and it seemed unreliable at best.

Kiada seems to agree to Thea, pointing out that their names have a nice ring to them. Syrena never would have even thought about that. That she might actually be introducing herself and her weird, constantly changing companion. It seems even weirder that she can feel her companion, that there’s this weird sense of nagging in her gut like worry. She’s never worried before, but she finds herself eyeing the hydra now and again just to make sure she’s not getting into too much trouble. She trusted Khairi well enough, but she didn’t trust her baby idiot over there not to do something stupid.

“Wait, it’s going to talk?” she says, entirely uncertain how she feels about something complaining at her in her head. Or encouraging her with too much pep to stop being a grouch. But somewhere beneath the complaining, she’s secretly sort of pleased. Someone to keep her from being entirely alone. Though of course, Syrena also likes being alone. It would be an adjustment, at any rate.

Thea has turned and is now looking pointedly at Syrena with ten bright purple eyes. It really is unnervering. Something like annoyance rolls through their bond, and Syrena stares back at the hydra. Half the eyes turn to Kiada, who is probably freezing as the sweat dries on her skin. Or freezes, because it is always cold in the north, even with Tallsun not far off. “Oh.” she says, figuring it out. “You must be freezing. Maybe we should head toward the Edge now?” And then, turning her blue eyes back to Thea, “You are going to be annoying, aren’t you?” But beneath that deadpan voice, it’s clear she doesn’t mean it.


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Syrena

let the water take me