[SE] Playing with Fire

Caiside smiled, glad that the other man undersold what he meant, though the bright look quickly vanished, his lips twisting as he reached for the words to explain himself. ”I don’t think I was charmed. It leaves an imprint in your mind, an inkiness that’s easy to place once you know it’s cause.” At least it had on his world, but he didn’t entertain that thought too long, for fear worry and doubt would begin to creep in. He needed to be sure of this. ”Thw woods, even if they are not my woods... they feel like home.” He shook his head, knowing he would never be able to put the importance of this into words. ”i can’t turn my back on any chance to truly be myself again. But... I will be careful.” Caiside would be, for Jiganos sake, if nothing else. The ease with which Jigano went to work surprised Caiside a little. There was a memory, maybe, of the bard saying he had worked in a forge before, but Caiside hadn’t been sure if that was fact or aomply something he made up. Taking up a place beside the other man, Caiside went to work with the bellows, stoking the flames to a white hot intensity that they could actually work with. He hummed, considering the other mans question while he worked. “Is this.... an anonymous gift exchange?” The idea changed a bit depending on if Jigano had someone in mind, though Caiside reasoned he probably would be asking for advice if he did. The silver haired man seemed the type to know exactly what he would get for someone specific. ”The necklace would make a fine gift, though I am perhaps... partial to jewellery.” Caiside laughed, and wiggles fingers where there would normally be rings in his fri nods direction. ”Perhaps... a representation of the sun from your world? A symbol of whomever ruled it?” It would be personal, but not too much so. It seemed like a perfect idea to him. Caiside I have never been allowed to be Holy, I have never been forgiven for Wanting;