Jigano did not want to allow Ianto to touch him, too afraid of what he might do if the blight flashed strong and wicked through his heart again.
Jigano very badly wanted to feel a little comfort, a little reassurance that the world wasn't ending and that he was not going to be changed beyond recognition for all of eternity.
In the end, indecision meant that he remained as frozen as his shaking body could manage, flinching at first from Ianto's touch but allowing it with a pulse of guilty relief through the Attuned bond. The Roses, he repeated softly, seeking a flickering ghost of a memory. I think... Amalia also had a Rose that she was planting. She said something about Vi, too? It was more question than statement, the white fox not entirely certain he could face whatever memories might surface if he went looking too hard. But Ianto had said 'all of us' and there was also Kiada and Ronin to worry about, and Melita, Caiside, Phoebe... surely others, too...
Something in the little white body seemed to relax a few notches and he flicked his ears in acknowledgment of Ianto's gentle admonition for self-care. Faith... yes... he agreed, taking solace in the three named. Mort's name wasn't among them, but then, the solution that Mort could offer would be permanent in a way he suspected few would be happy with. This was a problem for the gods of life and nature to handle, and he would trust in Vi as Mort did, to find a solution for them all.
Could you plant a Rose in Ludo's Woods for me? he asked, though it was on the verge of begging. Please?
Jigano very badly wanted to feel a little comfort, a little reassurance that the world wasn't ending and that he was not going to be changed beyond recognition for all of eternity.
In the end, indecision meant that he remained as frozen as his shaking body could manage, flinching at first from Ianto's touch but allowing it with a pulse of guilty relief through the Attuned bond. The Roses, he repeated softly, seeking a flickering ghost of a memory. I think... Amalia also had a Rose that she was planting. She said something about Vi, too? It was more question than statement, the white fox not entirely certain he could face whatever memories might surface if he went looking too hard. But Ianto had said 'all of us' and there was also Kiada and Ronin to worry about, and Melita, Caiside, Phoebe... surely others, too...
Something in the little white body seemed to relax a few notches and he flicked his ears in acknowledgment of Ianto's gentle admonition for self-care. Faith... yes... he agreed, taking solace in the three named. Mort's name wasn't among them, but then, the solution that Mort could offer would be permanent in a way he suspected few would be happy with. This was a problem for the gods of life and nature to handle, and he would trust in Vi as Mort did, to find a solution for them all.
Could you plant a Rose in Ludo's Woods for me? he asked, though it was on the verge of begging. Please?
