The blue tobiano doesn’t give a name in return - in fact he seems not all that interested in Aodhán. Wondering what does interest the predatory merman instead, the spotted baroque takes in the other’s stance, and questions. Nereid this, nereid that. It would be Eva, Aquaria, or perhaps Adria then that he wants to meet, and not a male. No, not at all.
Debating this for a moment, he notices that it feels like he’s talking to a wall - so he shuts up, tail lashing as he hears the man’s new inquiry. First he needs no help, or doesn’t want it, then he describes the one nereid who Aodhán has never seen: teal and silver?
The headshake is copied, slowly and almost deliberately so, feeling as if the other male is trying to draw him out. ”I can keep an eye out for someone with that description, if you want.” Somehow he expects a negative reaction, however. The gold-rimmed tobiano may be handsome, but it seems he wants as little to do with the spotted male as possible. That is a bigger disappointment than he wants to admit; even Velkan and he were quite able to be good friends, resonating on some level at least - their shared fascination for a certain nereid not an obstacle, but common ground. But for this man, it seemed the opposite.
He tilts his head at the thoughtful-looking tobiano; then, he finds a stupid idea in his head that he can’t ignore. First, he changes color, then he adds the scales, and lastly, his gender. His voice changes in the latter progress, as he is now a she - a teal nereid, silvery mane draping down her neck, though without the power over the water element - something he never was or would be able to copy. ”She looks like this?” her voice is teasing, and her shape just as much - she may have a little of an exaggerated hip shape. She is challenging him, for sure, moving sideway just a bit - she wants to know if the male prefers, indeed, a pretty female over a pretty male.
from the ashes a fire shall be woken
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