Jigano played idly with his mug while he spoke, sometimes watching Ronin and sometimes watching the steam that rose from the hot liquid, as if visions or answers could be found in it. "I'm not entirely sure how it works either," he admitted reluctantly, accepting the sting of not knowing to his bruised pride. "In our case we had Ianto to guide us. For now, a guide may be our only option... though I think if you wander long enough with an open mind you might eventually get where you wanted to go from the start? It just won't be a very efficient way to travel." He smiled wryly. "I intend to keep chipping away at it, though, and I can let you know if I make any more headway," he offered.
He tilted his head to the side, frowning slightly. "An excellent question to add to the list," he agreed. "Along with why he says the forest is endless and he can't leave it..." Reaching for his journal, Jigano flipped to a page where had copied the map of the continent from Safrin's book and slid it towards Ronin. "It's three hundred years out of date, but there should be plains to the west of these woods, and mountains beyond them. I don't know if it's possible for an Attuned to fly over that distance..." He hesitated, then shrugged. "But I'm hesitant to ask it of anyone, given the risks. There's no chance of rescue if they find trouble, and if they don't return we have no idea if it's due to a storm or hostile action on someone else's part," he finished, frown turning a little grim. "We have enough on our plates trying to understand this enchanted forest at that moment without borrowing trouble from further afield just yet."
He tilted his head to the side, frowning slightly. "An excellent question to add to the list," he agreed. "Along with why he says the forest is endless and he can't leave it..." Reaching for his journal, Jigano flipped to a page where had copied the map of the continent from Safrin's book and slid it towards Ronin. "It's three hundred years out of date, but there should be plains to the west of these woods, and mountains beyond them. I don't know if it's possible for an Attuned to fly over that distance..." He hesitated, then shrugged. "But I'm hesitant to ask it of anyone, given the risks. There's no chance of rescue if they find trouble, and if they don't return we have no idea if it's due to a storm or hostile action on someone else's part," he finished, frown turning a little grim. "We have enough on our plates trying to understand this enchanted forest at that moment without borrowing trouble from further afield just yet."
