Cristiano gave a playful kind of sigh. "The gods looked much like terragogs." He said and didn't say any more than that on the subject. Perhaps merhistory and evolution was for another time.
"They sided with the enemy. Whether because they agree or because they were saving their own tails, they are betrayers." He puffed up a bit and then dove backwards, head first, into the water. Cristiano was gone for a minute, not gone in the way that she couldn't see him swimming under the surface, but gone that he could not speak to her on the surface. His huge tail pushed him around and he finally came up again somewhere around to Kat's left and closer to the beach.
"It is complicated and I don't know the whole story. I was in a small part and I only heard rumors of survivors, of the principessa. I don't have answers. I have nothing!" He looked incredibly frustrated over this. Of course. A soldier torn from the war he wanted to fight in, to protect in, with no information because he had been on the fringe of everything by luck to survive.