He seemed an awkward young man, ill at ease with his smile, which made Jigano all the more glad that he could reach out to the stranger and hopefully pull him into the festivities until he was able to relax. It was a night for frivolity and fun, and it wasn't fair that someone should be left out just because they didn't know the other attendees.
He chuckled at the growl, at ease with the animalistic tendencies of his companion. "Don't mind Remi, he can be a bit of a show off sometimes..." A teasing comment that fell a little flat when he considered the bandages that had been wrapped around the alchemist's head at the start of the night. He sobered for a moment, then shook off the flicker of worry to introduce himself, gaining his dancing partner's name in turn. "A pleasure, Virion," he said smoothly, but a brow was already rising at the mention of 'home'... "'Just passing through' the Wildwood?" he asked mildly. "Where is it that you live?" As far as he knew, Amalia was the only human allowed somewhat-free passage through the Wildwood. It was not the sort of place one 'just passed through'...
He pulled Virion into the dance with a grin, his steps light and sure on the green grass as he slipped them neatly into a ring of mostly Fae, following their steps with liquid ease as they shifted left and then right and then spun and clapped. "From a place far beyond these woods and stars," he grinned, a flash of something sharp in that smile, hidden a moment later as he spun back around and they began another sequence of simple steps. "But as of recently? The Settlement. You'll find me in the Rathskeller one or two evenings a week, if you come in for a drink."
He chuckled at the growl, at ease with the animalistic tendencies of his companion. "Don't mind Remi, he can be a bit of a show off sometimes..." A teasing comment that fell a little flat when he considered the bandages that had been wrapped around the alchemist's head at the start of the night. He sobered for a moment, then shook off the flicker of worry to introduce himself, gaining his dancing partner's name in turn. "A pleasure, Virion," he said smoothly, but a brow was already rising at the mention of 'home'... "'Just passing through' the Wildwood?" he asked mildly. "Where is it that you live?" As far as he knew, Amalia was the only human allowed somewhat-free passage through the Wildwood. It was not the sort of place one 'just passed through'...
He pulled Virion into the dance with a grin, his steps light and sure on the green grass as he slipped them neatly into a ring of mostly Fae, following their steps with liquid ease as they shifted left and then right and then spun and clapped. "From a place far beyond these woods and stars," he grinned, a flash of something sharp in that smile, hidden a moment later as he spun back around and they began another sequence of simple steps. "But as of recently? The Settlement. You'll find me in the Rathskeller one or two evenings a week, if you come in for a drink."
