Jigano grinned a little, nodding in agreement that Deimos could be scary. "He's a closed book," he mused, "but he's worth taking the time to get to know. He won't hurt you, but..." Jigano tilted his head, his smile turning wry and self-deprecating. "Yes, I'd say he's concerned about most of us most of the time. There's a kindness in him, though." The name that fell from her lips next had Jigano pausing, shocked until his smile returned, bemused and a little disbelieving. "Sascha? The carpenter? He disappeared... well. Just under a year ago, I think. I haven't seen him in seasons!" Not since before the blight began, as far as he could recall. "What's he doing back? Did he say where he's been?" A conversation probably better held with the carpenter himself, but since Libbs was here and Sascha wasn't, the mechanic got the brunt of his questions.
He chuckled as she tentatively agreed to his class. "You're one of the inspirations for it," he admitted with a wink. "So I'd be honored if you attended. The Atheneum, though..." he trailed off for a moment, looking up at the repaired section as memories returned with surprising strength. He smiled crookedly at Libbs, trying not to get lost in nostalgia for a more innocent time. "Around three hundred years ago there was something... perhaps a shockwave, or something like it, that damaged many of the buildings here and knocked down most of those in the ruins. The Atheneum had this wall caved in. People were too busy recovering their personal homes and lives to get together to rebuild it, I suppose. So last year the Loreseekers called in favors to finally get it fixed. It might not be as pretty as the original construction, but it at least keeps the elements out now." And the LongNight monsters, one hoped.
He watched her get out her chalk, grinning as she began to plan the layout. He was happy to leave her to it as he went to corral the nearest chairs from a reading nook back by the intact line of bookshelves. "No, but that's not a bad idea! Hmm... Or maybe an easel," he muttered thoughtfully. "Drawing on the spot isn't my forte, if Remi were here..." He trailed off, swallowing hard and then shaking his head. "Well, we'll make do as best we can. What were you saying about that ivy you plucked?"
He chuckled as she tentatively agreed to his class. "You're one of the inspirations for it," he admitted with a wink. "So I'd be honored if you attended. The Atheneum, though..." he trailed off for a moment, looking up at the repaired section as memories returned with surprising strength. He smiled crookedly at Libbs, trying not to get lost in nostalgia for a more innocent time. "Around three hundred years ago there was something... perhaps a shockwave, or something like it, that damaged many of the buildings here and knocked down most of those in the ruins. The Atheneum had this wall caved in. People were too busy recovering their personal homes and lives to get together to rebuild it, I suppose. So last year the Loreseekers called in favors to finally get it fixed. It might not be as pretty as the original construction, but it at least keeps the elements out now." And the LongNight monsters, one hoped.
He watched her get out her chalk, grinning as she began to plan the layout. He was happy to leave her to it as he went to corral the nearest chairs from a reading nook back by the intact line of bookshelves. "No, but that's not a bad idea! Hmm... Or maybe an easel," he muttered thoughtfully. "Drawing on the spot isn't my forte, if Remi were here..." He trailed off, swallowing hard and then shaking his head. "Well, we'll make do as best we can. What were you saying about that ivy you plucked?"
