Atlas held Iris' hand almost the entire way to the palace. She noticed that his was much bigger than hers, as was his frame. His hair was clearly tied back into a long ponytail, and his skin tone was a lot tanner than she'd seen in this world so far.
She couldn't tell what his face looked like, but Iris could tell that he was quite muscular. His shoulders were broad, and his tail was much thicker than hers all around. The strap holding his trident on his back pushed into his skin as he swam.
The Merman hadn't given her a name yet, only his occupation. Curious, she stopped him to ask. That was when Atlas had finally noticed that they were still holding hands.
Releasing his grip, the Merman replied; "I am a simple guard who was never meant to be seen. If I give you my name, I may get in trouble later.."
Catching his meaning, Iris stated; "You want me to act like this never happened."
"I would greatly appreciate it," he added with a lighter tone.
