Sam was acting more like a petulant child than a grown man, but fear could do that to a person. He wasn't being mean on purpose, or at least not with the intention of being cruel. It was, Jigano reminded himself firmly, just the fear talking. He had pushed his hands into his sleeves to keep his fingers warm as he spoke, but the bookmaker's sudden outburst had him hiding a wry smile. "That was my reaction, too," he admitted. "At least at first. But reckless though he may be, he's just trying to help his friends. And Ludo..." The bard trailed off, tilting his chin with a frown. "He isn't a nice god by any means, but I would not be so quick as to call him a liar."
He raised a brow at Sam's willful misunderstanding of his words, but exhaled a sigh of regret at how much pain he was causing his friend. "Come on, Sam," he said softly. "Let's head back for now. Flowerbirth is still a ways off, so no one is going to be doing anything tomorrow, and everyone at the meeting agreed to wait at least that long. We have time to talk about things... but maybe after we've both calmed down a bit?"
He raised a brow at Sam's willful misunderstanding of his words, but exhaled a sigh of regret at how much pain he was causing his friend. "Come on, Sam," he said softly. "Let's head back for now. Flowerbirth is still a ways off, so no one is going to be doing anything tomorrow, and everyone at the meeting agreed to wait at least that long. We have time to talk about things... but maybe after we've both calmed down a bit?"
