Sometimes you get friends who are bosom-buddies or whatever. The kind you can absolutely trust to the point that it’s…kind of creepy. At least, that was a certain demi-god’s perspective. When it comes to non-mortals, the sheer amount of special snowflakes and individual rules and differences, socialising wasn’t a big deal. When you did socialise it was…let’s say a thin ice kind of deal.
Tamatoa could be a pretty pleasant guy if you were on his good side. Trouble is you could wander onto his bad side real easily. It was best not to spend too long in his presence either way - if you were lucky enough not to be eaten or crushed on sight. If the guy found you interesting enough to spare for a second it’s best to flatter like nobody’s business and then run.
The first time Maui met Tamatoa, he wasn’t as muscular as he would be in years to come. His arms and legs were the only (visable) parts of his bo