Accepting the strips of cloth, the Ascended listened closely as Jigano explained, rolling the bandages as he did so. Instruments and song? He was getting to like the not-so-stranger more and more. It had been a long time since he had heard the mandolin or the lapharp, and he made a mental note to ask Jigano to play when they weren't in such an apparently dire situation. He nodded and set the bandages aside at his question, waiting for more.
"Piano and violin," he said. "And song too, though I prefer to let the instruments do the talking." Music soothed the beast within him - or it had, when that beast had been the stuff of gods and angels. Quite how that translated into this new body was still a large unknown for Lucas.
He offered a flat kind of smirk at the other man's apology, shrugging his shoulders. "As am I. It was fascinating, and I fear I did not get nearly as much out of it as I might have done. I was a businessman, there. A lawman, you might say here - I worked with security and things like that. But what of you? Where are you from?"
"Piano and violin," he said. "And song too, though I prefer to let the instruments do the talking." Music soothed the beast within him - or it had, when that beast had been the stuff of gods and angels. Quite how that translated into this new body was still a large unknown for Lucas.
He offered a flat kind of smirk at the other man's apology, shrugging his shoulders. "As am I. It was fascinating, and I fear I did not get nearly as much out of it as I might have done. I was a businessman, there. A lawman, you might say here - I worked with security and things like that. But what of you? Where are you from?"
