One brow arched in mild surprise at how quickly the big man moved to take over, and a part of Jigano - no small part at that - bristled at the assumption, the arrogance of him. It was his sister, his guildmate who had been lost, and he could not, would not take a back seat to anyone else for their rescue. For his atonement. No matter what he had to risk. For a moment something old and buried sparked deep inside...
And was as quickly snuffed out again. He was not what he was once was, not in terms of power or choices that he once would have made, and for all that he had lost, what he had gained was too important to throw away so soon.
He swallowed his pride, forced to remember why he had come back in the first place, when his body had failed him the night before and he could look no longer. He was afraid for them, angry at himself, desperate to fix what he had broken... but he was wise enough, experienced enough in leading and in fighting to know that he could not do this alone. So he merely nodded in agreement and exhaled slowly. "At noon, then," he agreed, and spun on his heel, mind racing as he went down his list of where he needed to go.
And was as quickly snuffed out again. He was not what he was once was, not in terms of power or choices that he once would have made, and for all that he had lost, what he had gained was too important to throw away so soon.
He swallowed his pride, forced to remember why he had come back in the first place, when his body had failed him the night before and he could look no longer. He was afraid for them, angry at himself, desperate to fix what he had broken... but he was wise enough, experienced enough in leading and in fighting to know that he could not do this alone. So he merely nodded in agreement and exhaled slowly. "At noon, then," he agreed, and spun on his heel, mind racing as he went down his list of where he needed to go.
