"Be killed for your safety," was an interesting turn of phrase, and Jigano might have enjoyed musing over the possibilities inherent in it if the speaker of that line hadn't been pointing an arrow at them while he said it. It made the bard cautious, but it didn't seem to phase the demigod in the least and he took the moment to hook the lantern back to its loop on his belt while she asked the questions that he hoped might actually receive some answers. The cultist didn't seem angry, and was giving them the option to retreat, after all, which meant he could possibly be reasoned with...
Though, again, 'killed for your safety' didn't inspire the greatest hope of sanity in the speaker.
He flexed his fingers within his gloves and shifted his weight subtly to the balls of his feet, ready to move swiftly at the first hint that the cultist would release an arrow at Oia to try and interpose himself between her and it, or just to pull her out of its way.
He could apologize later, assuming they were all alive for apologies to matter.
Jigano hooks his lantern back on his belt and readies his action to shield Oia with his body if anyone shoots at her.
Though, again, 'killed for your safety' didn't inspire the greatest hope of sanity in the speaker.
He flexed his fingers within his gloves and shifted his weight subtly to the balls of his feet, ready to move swiftly at the first hint that the cultist would release an arrow at Oia to try and interpose himself between her and it, or just to pull her out of its way.
He could apologize later, assuming they were all alive for apologies to matter.
Jigano hooks his lantern back on his belt and readies his action to shield Oia with his body if anyone shoots at her.
