"..." The shark would stay silent, then would sigh. "Wiska, I'm gonna let myself out for a moment, I apologize my love." He said, with hesitance in his voice. Going through if Wiska did, Seydon would carefully slither out, gently and slow as to not tear anything from his released entry. His body would flop down, his hands on the ground following his feet and tail, wet from fluids as he'd slowly stand up. If Yggdrasil remembered him, which Seydon wouldn't blame her if she didn't, she'd take notice of the small physical details the weapon implanted upon him. His purple eyes, glowing slightly with no pupils to be seen, to the point where you couldn't tell which direction he was looking because his full eye was just one color. The tiger stripes on his back from his mother's genetics had turned from black to the same bright glowing purple as well, giving an odd look towards his otherwise grey, white bellied skin.<br/><br/>The large sword would float off of Wiska's back, and would attach itself upon Seydon's, a bit more relieved that his partner was released to give him some cover. Seydon would look upwards to Yggdrasil, then blink, his eyes glancing away slightly. "Yggdrasil, mom... Mother? I'm. I'm sorry, that's a hard word for me to really think of, stupid but-" he'd have his eyes back to her, then would slightly walk over, looking up to her. "I guess... I'm a bit tired, and I'd say it might be better when I'm a bit more, energetic, but I don't always have the best judgement. Mother Yggdrasil." Jesus, it was somehow REALLY hard for Seydon just to say one word. Maybe good reason, maybe a really dramatic reason, probably more dramatic, but hell, anybody who knew a bit of his past knew that he absolutely hated mother's day because of it. He'd slightly cover his eyes, wiping them, then looking back up to her.<br/><br/>He'd sit down, his mind concentrating on levitating his sword as it would... Insult him? Well, now the old bastard is getting bolder. The sword would exit off from his back, and float beside him while he sat, before then sticking itself into the ground for him to relieve his mind of the concentration he used. He was getting used to his new magic, Arnamancy, but it still required some of his Concentration and strength. More of Focus and concentration though.<br/><br/>"..." He would stay silent, starting to feel a slight bit uncomfortable with his own made silence. Maybe calling her mother with such emphasis was rude? Maybe it just made him feel like he was saying such unnecessary comments? Damn, he was finally back to good old Seydon. The one who worries to much.