He had heard Sam's account of his reunion with the alchemist, and Loren's regret and fear over Remi's attempted suicide at the festival. This was the first time he was seeing the quiet inventor since then, though, and he was cautiously prepared for vitriol or violence. The spark of amusement, then, caught him by surprise, but pleasantly so, and his lips quirked up into a smile at the little joke. "That I can give, and gladly," he said aloud. And I would like that, very much, he added through the Attuned bond.
He listened curiously to what Remi had planned for this memorial, nodding in appreciation at the notion of a pillar of stone. The names blown away by sand... those were a bittersweet touch and he drew a slow breath, shaking some of the rain from his eyes. "I think it's a very elegant idea. How tall should it be? I can begin work on the slate if you'd like to focus on the pillar itself?" The alchemist knew his own vision best, but the slate - broad enough to be stable, thick enough to not be blown away - was something Jigano thought he could work on, calling on his earth and creation magic together, plucking the shimmering strings of magic in his soul with mental fingers grown confident as he drew out a new silent melody to fashion what Remi had suggested, with four nubs extending down from the bottom so that it could be set on the eventual pillar and held in place against wind and wave.
Jigano uses his earth and creation magic to make the slate.
He listened curiously to what Remi had planned for this memorial, nodding in appreciation at the notion of a pillar of stone. The names blown away by sand... those were a bittersweet touch and he drew a slow breath, shaking some of the rain from his eyes. "I think it's a very elegant idea. How tall should it be? I can begin work on the slate if you'd like to focus on the pillar itself?" The alchemist knew his own vision best, but the slate - broad enough to be stable, thick enough to not be blown away - was something Jigano thought he could work on, calling on his earth and creation magic together, plucking the shimmering strings of magic in his soul with mental fingers grown confident as he drew out a new silent melody to fashion what Remi had suggested, with four nubs extending down from the bottom so that it could be set on the eventual pillar and held in place against wind and wave.
Jigano uses his earth and creation magic to make the slate.
