It was the fairest answer she could give under the circumstances. Whether Rory would see her or not was the question, but forcing herself on the farmer so that she could deliver her apology would be a deed done for her own sake, not for his. By being willing to wait for when he was ready to hear it, she proved herself more sincere than Jigano had expected, and he found himself nodding solemn acknowledgment inflected with genuine respect for her words. Then that is enough for me, he said simply, holding back the for now until he knew whether or not he meant it. Her actions going forward would define whether he would ever find himself able to relax around her, knowing the killer that dwelt in her skin, but after all that had happened and all that he had learned, he found he could no longer hate her so easily.
His question was met with acquiescence, and he puffed up his throat hackles thoughtfully as he considered his next words, knowing how important they might be. Isuma looked up from cleaning her talons to peer between raven and wolf, and she peeped quiet encouragement to them both.
Will you continue to be an assassin, here on Caido? the bard asked slowly. In the barrierlands and the Greatwood, there is no such thing that I have found, except what Outlanders have brought. Will you continue to make killing people your vocation? Or will you instead break a new trail for your future here?
His question was met with acquiescence, and he puffed up his throat hackles thoughtfully as he considered his next words, knowing how important they might be. Isuma looked up from cleaning her talons to peer between raven and wolf, and she peeped quiet encouragement to them both.
Will you continue to be an assassin, here on Caido? the bard asked slowly. In the barrierlands and the Greatwood, there is no such thing that I have found, except what Outlanders have brought. Will you continue to make killing people your vocation? Or will you instead break a new trail for your future here?
