"Thank you." With a fond smile, Seiji reaches down to stroke Isuma's head. In response to Jigano's question, though, he looks up again, curiosity sparking in his eyes. Jigano had mentioned something about music, hadn't he? When they first met? That walk through the snow feels years ago now, half a lifetime away. "I... am not sure," Seiji answers honestly. "Woodwind, and..." He raises a hand and mimes something like playing a violin, but cannot quite find the words for it. "Strings. It is very far away, still. I made a flute over Longnight. It was nice to have again." A faint smile, despite the pang any mention of Longnight brings to his nerves. "I would like to hear you play," Seiji adds, thinking it a tragedy he never has. Surely, he has had opportunities. But always so many other things to do. So many things to learn.
His expression becomes more serious as Jigano gives him the warning, and he nods. "I will be careful," he says. "What precautions?" If Jigano has suggestions, he is eager to hear them. He does not wish to be captured, and certainly does not wish to burden anyone with his foolishness.
His expression becomes more serious as Jigano gives him the warning, and he nods. "I will be careful," he says. "What precautions?" If Jigano has suggestions, he is eager to hear them. He does not wish to be captured, and certainly does not wish to burden anyone with his foolishness.
