He bobbed his head in gratitude for her willingness to share information, and he returned the favor by answering her questions honestly - if a little embarrassed on the topic of Frey. Not that such things bothered him as much as they'd used to, but he had never found a lover who wanted him as much as he did them until Rory, and he wasn't comfortable with the reactions Frey stirred in him, when he'd thought only one man had that effect on him.
Her question about curses had Jigano's steps slowing, the horse shaking his mane as if to dislodge a pesky fly - and then his nostrils flared as the scent of boar hit him as well. In a manner of speaking, you might say. They certainly would, he thought quietly to his feline friend. Safrin, as you might have guessed. I might argue that she overreacted, though I wasn't without blame myself, but in the end it doesn't matter. He snorted softly, skin prickling at the painful memories. Do you want to get behind them, and I can drive them towards you? He suggested of the nearby boars that they could smell on the wind, though they hadn't sighted them yet.
Her question about curses had Jigano's steps slowing, the horse shaking his mane as if to dislodge a pesky fly - and then his nostrils flared as the scent of boar hit him as well. In a manner of speaking, you might say. They certainly would, he thought quietly to his feline friend. Safrin, as you might have guessed. I might argue that she overreacted, though I wasn't without blame myself, but in the end it doesn't matter. He snorted softly, skin prickling at the painful memories. Do you want to get behind them, and I can drive them towards you? He suggested of the nearby boars that they could smell on the wind, though they hadn't sighted them yet.
