Jigano nodded acknowledgment of Lucas's priorities, considering with a distant ruefulness that if he had met the man before Long Night he would have enjoyed bantering with him. The man was clever and had an indefinable charm that the bard would normally have been curious to explore. The timing, alas, was not in the green-eyed man's favor, though Jigano tried to bring his sharp tongue back under control by taking him up on his offer of help.
He kept a surreptitious eye on the man as he washed up, but Lucas did so with a brisk efficiency that even Isla would have accepted, and Jigano relaxed a little as he cut a strip and set it aside for the other man to roll. The question as the blond settled had a pale brow arching, but the lorekeeper gave a light shrug. "No... I was one of the lucky ones. I am simply..." weary, exhausted, heartsore, aching "... tired," he admitted, giving his companion a tilt of his head in gratitude for his concern. "It has been a long week, and we're not through it yet. I don't suppose you had anything similar on your world?"
He kept a surreptitious eye on the man as he washed up, but Lucas did so with a brisk efficiency that even Isla would have accepted, and Jigano relaxed a little as he cut a strip and set it aside for the other man to roll. The question as the blond settled had a pale brow arching, but the lorekeeper gave a light shrug. "No... I was one of the lucky ones. I am simply..." weary, exhausted, heartsore, aching "... tired," he admitted, giving his companion a tilt of his head in gratitude for his concern. "It has been a long week, and we're not through it yet. I don't suppose you had anything similar on your world?"
