Isla was... radiant. Lovelier than he'd ever seen her, like the full moon early-risen to grace the Glade with her smile. Jigano rose impulsively, sweeping a deep and elegant bow to match her curtsey and rising with a warm and welcoming smile. "Not long, though every minute was as an hour without you, fair healer!" He winked roguishly and bent to open his own pack, showing the hay within.
"But we're both here and now, and both prepared to give our glowing friends some tasty treats! Hopefully they'll arrive soon. I'm looking forward to seeing them at night, to be honest. We should be able to watch them approaching through the trees like a procession of will-o-wisps through the branches. Shall we spread out their feast while we catch up?" He scooped an armful of hay out, wrinkling his nose a little at how it clung to his cloak and tunic. He was as much amused as annoyed though, in far too good a mood at seeing his friend again to remain perturbed over the minor disarray of his clothing as he began to scatter generous handfuls over the snow.
"But please, tell me, how have things gone with you and the infirmary since last we met?"
"But we're both here and now, and both prepared to give our glowing friends some tasty treats! Hopefully they'll arrive soon. I'm looking forward to seeing them at night, to be honest. We should be able to watch them approaching through the trees like a procession of will-o-wisps through the branches. Shall we spread out their feast while we catch up?" He scooped an armful of hay out, wrinkling his nose a little at how it clung to his cloak and tunic. He was as much amused as annoyed though, in far too good a mood at seeing his friend again to remain perturbed over the minor disarray of his clothing as he began to scatter generous handfuls over the snow.
"But please, tell me, how have things gone with you and the infirmary since last we met?"
