Isla’s optimism caught Jigano enough by surprise that for a moment he only blinked at her, silent until his training took over. ”Well… perhaps I will get lucky and provide some small assistance, at that,” he found himself murmuring, pleased in spite of himself. ”I have no wish to remain in such a… limited… world, however fascinating it’s proven itself to be in my short time here.” His ambitions might have withered since his relatively recent youth, but it didn’t take a healer to see how life within the strange barrier struggled.
”Of course something so useful would be so well camouflaged,” he chuckled ruefully, handing over the notepad so he could gain an understanding of their prey’s shape as well as its coloration. He tilted his head as she drew, nodding thoughtfully to himself as he memorized the basic shape. He took the little book back when she was done and tucked it into one of his belt pouches.
”Planting might prove difficult,” he noted wryly, rising to his feet with subtle grace. He grinned down at the shorter woman, offering a shallow bow before stepping a little ways away to begin searching the ground near his feet. ”So far I haven’t been able to see anything resembling seeds. Though perhaps they grow from bulbs?” It was an interesting idea, and one he made mental note of to return to later. ”I’d only just begun to poke at one when you arrived, but I’d be happy to see if we can dig one up later. The Sanctuary…that would be the place with the bar, yes? And the library?” He tilted his head to the side, stooping swiftly to run his fingers over a small plant, then grimaced and stood again empty-handed, wiping his fingers on his pants’ leg. ”An excellent idea. I’ve been trying to find a home in that region myself. Is that where your infirmary is as well?”
”Of course something so useful would be so well camouflaged,” he chuckled ruefully, handing over the notepad so he could gain an understanding of their prey’s shape as well as its coloration. He tilted his head as she drew, nodding thoughtfully to himself as he memorized the basic shape. He took the little book back when she was done and tucked it into one of his belt pouches.
”Planting might prove difficult,” he noted wryly, rising to his feet with subtle grace. He grinned down at the shorter woman, offering a shallow bow before stepping a little ways away to begin searching the ground near his feet. ”So far I haven’t been able to see anything resembling seeds. Though perhaps they grow from bulbs?” It was an interesting idea, and one he made mental note of to return to later. ”I’d only just begun to poke at one when you arrived, but I’d be happy to see if we can dig one up later. The Sanctuary…that would be the place with the bar, yes? And the library?” He tilted his head to the side, stooping swiftly to run his fingers over a small plant, then grimaced and stood again empty-handed, wiping his fingers on his pants’ leg. ”An excellent idea. I’ve been trying to find a home in that region myself. Is that where your infirmary is as well?”
