The sigh sounded like the end of the world - and perhaps it was, for Sam. Jigano could offer his friend a sympathetic ear and a shoulder to cry on, but he was fresh out of wisdom or advice when it came to romance. He had offered the bookmaker what he had... and could only hope it was enough to see the redhead through the days to come. Patience, forgiveness, understanding... Or so the bard had heard. He had never personally navigated such rocky shores or gods-cursed hurdles himself, and could only imperfectly imagine the pain that the Ascended was currently going through.
At least his friend could still smile, and Jigano bowed his head in gracious acceptance of Sam's reassurance that he wasn't about to ask the bard to do anything too physically strenuous. His other suggestion, though, seemed to spark interest in the bookmaker's eyes, and the loreseeker nodded eagerly. "Hopefully it won't crush my hand," he joked. "Maybe I should try and grip it from the sides, so I don't get accidentally trapped underneath it!"
Reaching out to Sam's hands, Jigano wrapped his own firmly around the cube, and then nodded at his friend to slowly remove his grip from beneath the mysterious object.
At least his friend could still smile, and Jigano bowed his head in gracious acceptance of Sam's reassurance that he wasn't about to ask the bard to do anything too physically strenuous. His other suggestion, though, seemed to spark interest in the bookmaker's eyes, and the loreseeker nodded eagerly. "Hopefully it won't crush my hand," he joked. "Maybe I should try and grip it from the sides, so I don't get accidentally trapped underneath it!"
Reaching out to Sam's hands, Jigano wrapped his own firmly around the cube, and then nodded at his friend to slowly remove his grip from beneath the mysterious object.
