Dammit. He hadn't intended to make the pup so upset with his lines of questions. Clearly the god hadn't taken all of his emotions for the lover, even if the passion had been put on ice. Jigano sighed, watching Remi struggle and feeling a flicker of remorse for pressing as hard as he had. The smile was as false as it was fleeting, the answer to a question he hadn't quite decided to suggest already falling from the young man's lips. "Oh, lad," he said softly, sympathy in his versatile voice.
"Before or after the curse?" He hesitated, then shook his head. "No, forgive me, Remi. It's not my business and I shouldn't be digging up such terrible memories. I'd like to learn about these gods you mentioned. I haven't seen them in the texts I've read. Frey, Ludo... these names are new to me. Worrisome, from what you've told me so far. But we can go back to researching the Long Night, if you'd prefer? Truly, I didn't intend to upset you."
He glanced down to his empty hand, examining the carefully-pared curve of his nails as he rested his fingers against the page beneath. A beautiful black and white illustration of some sparkling, fiery bird lay beneath, but for a moment his eyes saw a different world, a stony face and soft eyes filled equally with loyalty and disappointment...
"But I suppose I am rather good at it, yes? Words are my weapons and I don't always remember to keep them sheathed." He took a breath, blew it out slowly, and raised his gaze to look at Remi again, taking in the other man's expression and what he'd caused, making sure he would remember it. "If you'd like, I can leave now. Let you..." recover "... focus," he finished gently.
"Before or after the curse?" He hesitated, then shook his head. "No, forgive me, Remi. It's not my business and I shouldn't be digging up such terrible memories. I'd like to learn about these gods you mentioned. I haven't seen them in the texts I've read. Frey, Ludo... these names are new to me. Worrisome, from what you've told me so far. But we can go back to researching the Long Night, if you'd prefer? Truly, I didn't intend to upset you."
He glanced down to his empty hand, examining the carefully-pared curve of his nails as he rested his fingers against the page beneath. A beautiful black and white illustration of some sparkling, fiery bird lay beneath, but for a moment his eyes saw a different world, a stony face and soft eyes filled equally with loyalty and disappointment...
"But I suppose I am rather good at it, yes? Words are my weapons and I don't always remember to keep them sheathed." He took a breath, blew it out slowly, and raised his gaze to look at Remi again, taking in the other man's expression and what he'd caused, making sure he would remember it. "If you'd like, I can leave now. Let you..." recover "... focus," he finished gently.
