Jigano watched Seiji's reactions, glad to see the young man's active curiosity and eventual approval, if he was to call this place a 'home' of sorts. His own smile broke out at the compliment, and he went back to getting the fireplace lit with a decidedly proud tilt to his chin. "Thank you. Amalia and Sam helped choose the furniture, along with... Isla..." The name fell more softly, a flicker of pain in the set of his shoulders, but he drew in a breath and made an effort to ease the grief from his bearing.
He joined the pair in a chair nearest the teaset as the water began to heat, and he gaveAmalia his most encouraging smile. There was no rush as they sat in their comfortable chairs, and both he and Seiji were capable of quiet stillness until she was ready.
The story began as so many did: with the creation of the world, and the first gods. The names were familiar to Jigano, ones that he had read in books several times in the season-and-a-half that he had been seeking answers in the Atheneum, but he tilted a glance at Seiji curiously. "I am particularly interested in Rae," he admitted. "And... Mort, as well," he added, sharing a wry smile with Amalia over their Long Night trip to the Temple Shrine and the charge that had been laid upon them both.
He joined the pair in a chair nearest the teaset as the water began to heat, and he gave
The story began as so many did: with the creation of the world, and the first gods. The names were familiar to Jigano, ones that he had read in books several times in the season-and-a-half that he had been seeking answers in the Atheneum, but he tilted a glance at Seiji curiously. "I am particularly interested in Rae," he admitted. "And... Mort, as well," he added, sharing a wry smile with Amalia over their Long Night trip to the Temple Shrine and the charge that had been laid upon them both.
