Jigano listened grimly to the limitations and uncertainties the goddess placed upon the ‘gift’ she returned to Remi. Still the lorekeeper remained silent, waiting until the deity had withdrawn and Remi had rejoined him, watching the alchemist with a neutral expression, but a sharpness in his eyes. ”And his only chance, now. It sounds like she might have been willing to ‘upgrade’ him if he’d only come and asked on his own. But now that we’ve interfered…” the bard sighed.
”Irreversible,” he repeated the Voice’s words, jaw tightening as he turned to begin the trek back. ”A… permanent alteration, rather than a temporary one.” He had suggested something temporary, a salve similar to what Remi had supposedly made for Isla but, no, the alchemist had wanted something irreversible and had gotten what he came for.
”Do you still plan on going through with this?” he asked quietly instead of shaking the boy like part of him wanted. It wasn’t a small part, either. ”And of telling Sam… at least that he should visit this Voice?”
”Irreversible,” he repeated the Voice’s words, jaw tightening as he turned to begin the trek back. ”A… permanent alteration, rather than a temporary one.” He had suggested something temporary, a salve similar to what Remi had supposedly made for Isla but, no, the alchemist had wanted something irreversible and had gotten what he came for.
”Do you still plan on going through with this?” he asked quietly instead of shaking the boy like part of him wanted. It wasn’t a small part, either. ”And of telling Sam… at least that he should visit this Voice?”
