For a moment Arialla's mood dipped, as she considered the odds of catching the favor of not one but two gods in her lifetime. It had been unlikely enough for Apollo to pay attention to her; how could she expect to get that lucky again? But she had no choice but to try. She nodded in response to Jigano's words. As one of Apollo's favorites, she well understood the benefits of a god's affection. Though she also knew, from many tales, that the attention of the gods sometimes came with great costs -- they could ask much of their champions, and getting one god's favor could place one in an unfortunate position with that god's rivals.
"Oh, I see," Arialla said, when Jigano spoke of his rocky relationship with Safrin. She felt a bit awkward now, asking him for help with her -- as well as experiencing a notable wave of curiosity, wondering what could have passed between them. And she frowned a little at his description of offerings. "Flattery I can do, but I'm no great artisan ... I suppose I'll have to buy something. What is the currency like here?"
To be honest, Arialla had no idea how she could make money here, but she didn't want to mention her poverty to Jigano, lest he take it as a request for charity. She'd asked enough of him already, she felt. Perhaps she could spend some time beach-combing, since she had plenty of experience on the shoreline -- it wouldn't make much, she expected, but she only needed a trinket, didn't she?
"Oh, I see," Arialla said, when Jigano spoke of his rocky relationship with Safrin. She felt a bit awkward now, asking him for help with her -- as well as experiencing a notable wave of curiosity, wondering what could have passed between them. And she frowned a little at his description of offerings. "Flattery I can do, but I'm no great artisan ... I suppose I'll have to buy something. What is the currency like here?"
To be honest, Arialla had no idea how she could make money here, but she didn't want to mention her poverty to Jigano, lest he take it as a request for charity. She'd asked enough of him already, she felt. Perhaps she could spend some time beach-combing, since she had plenty of experience on the shoreline -- it wouldn't make much, she expected, but she only needed a trinket, didn't she?
