"Judging her friends?" Jigano tilted his head curiously at how Ronin had twisted his words. "I judge them by their own actions, not hers. Though the problems tend to be caused because of our differing opinions on her," he admitted, glancing down to Isuma with a wry smile. "People I had previously thought were friends of mine, or at least neutral, flung personal insults at me because I disagreed with her decisions. Others, as I said, insulted and made death threats against someone dear to me because he wouldn't back down from her rash actions. He made no threats that I know of, only stood adamant in refusing to let her control the destinies of the Naturals without their say." He glanced up again, and some of the amusement had faded from his eyes. "I am no paragon of enlightenment or gods-touched saint, to be called 'ignorant' or 'coward', or to let my friends be threatened, with a smile and a 'thank you.'" Though Ronin was right in some respects; Jigano did tend to judge quickly, and not always wisely.
"I will be happy to pass along the message," he murmured, relaxing a little as the conversation turned away from the personal, though the topic of Maea was still a somewhat tense one. "She's easy to spot, though. Hair as white as mine, but her skin is white, too. A true albino, I believe, and quite short. I can give you directions to the government building they've been working on fixing up as well." Was trading Roana for Ronin on the council the wisest decision? He didn't know the Guildmaster enough to say for certain, but in his brief interactions with them both Ronin had at least done more to impress him as being more charismatic and willing to listen.
"Honestly, your timing is excellent," Jigano chuckled, humor returning as they fell back to a safer topic. "With the fall of the barrier and all of the uncertainty and excitement that has caused, you may very well slip back into your old routine without much more than a ripple among those who saw you... fall," he finished, attempting to fish a tactful word from the air as he found himself pressed into scritching Isuma's wing joints when she realized Sugar was getting fussed more than she was.
"I will be happy to pass along the message," he murmured, relaxing a little as the conversation turned away from the personal, though the topic of Maea was still a somewhat tense one. "She's easy to spot, though. Hair as white as mine, but her skin is white, too. A true albino, I believe, and quite short. I can give you directions to the government building they've been working on fixing up as well." Was trading Roana for Ronin on the council the wisest decision? He didn't know the Guildmaster enough to say for certain, but in his brief interactions with them both Ronin had at least done more to impress him as being more charismatic and willing to listen.
"Honestly, your timing is excellent," Jigano chuckled, humor returning as they fell back to a safer topic. "With the fall of the barrier and all of the uncertainty and excitement that has caused, you may very well slip back into your old routine without much more than a ripple among those who saw you... fall," he finished, attempting to fish a tactful word from the air as he found himself pressed into scritching Isuma's wing joints when she realized Sugar was getting fussed more than she was.
