A greeting that acknowledged his existence, nothing more nor less, but it wasn't vitriol and bile-filled condemnations and tables turned, as he'd half expected. Jigano nodded, grateful for that silence, as Isuma fluttered up to chirrup happily to Zuriel and he paused to consider what came next.
No request for his company had been forthcoming, no offer of aid in his own endeavors extended, and it left him uncertain how to proceed. Deimos turned away soon enough, however, a silent dismissal if ever Jigano had seen one and so he turned hesitantly away as well, returning to his own search for recognizable leaves and the plants which bore them. He had just flipped his book back open when he spotted a familiar stalk of white flowers rising near Zuriel's hoof. He nodded amicably to the unicorn before kneeling down near her and reaching out with his magic to spruce the plant up as he compared it to its page in the book. Once it was green and healthy again he reached out to harvest its black berries, collecting them in small jar from his pack.
No request for his company had been forthcoming, no offer of aid in his own endeavors extended, and it left him uncertain how to proceed. Deimos turned away soon enough, however, a silent dismissal if ever Jigano had seen one and so he turned hesitantly away as well, returning to his own search for recognizable leaves and the plants which bore them. He had just flipped his book back open when he spotted a familiar stalk of white flowers rising near Zuriel's hoof. He nodded amicably to the unicorn before kneeling down near her and reaching out with his magic to spruce the plant up as he compared it to its page in the book. Once it was green and healthy again he reached out to harvest its black berries, collecting them in small jar from his pack.
