Jigano nodded fervently in agreement, also hoping that Arduinna would leave Sam alone, but not daring to assume that they would be so lucky. Then again, perhaps she would not be so bad as Remi seemed to think? The alchemist might once have described the bard in much the same terms. Perhaps still did, away from Jigano's face.
...No. No, he was trying to make the effort to bridge that divide. Cordiality and no longer assuming the worst about the flighty young man. He had clearly meant well in warning Sam, and now the bookmaker was trying to make sure his friend was aware of the danger and could prepare for it as well.
Jigano had not yet seen the Chronicle book Samuel kept reassuring him was being worked on, and didn't know how far along the loreseeker was with it. Given all that had been occurring since the Guild's inception he had assumed that his friend had been working on recording the text of things first, the truly important lore of the guild, and only when he had caught up with that would he go back to add embellishments that beautified and enhanced the text. It hadn't crossed his mind that Sam might dawdle over art on the Guild roll pages when there was so much else to do, but he trusted his friend to know what was important and what was frippery, and he would continue to do so until he was given reason to double-check his colleague's work.
"Water and stars sound lovely," he agreed, warmth in his voice. "Bright and mysterious, reflected light and hidden depths. A most perspicacious choice." They suited Samuel well, though Jigano knew his humble friend might try to brush off the quiet nobility of the images those aspects invoked. That, too, was a part of the bookmaker after all.
He chuckled at his companion's little joke about the ocean, nodding in agreement. "I'm sure a beach at night as just as nice," he reassured. "Under bright moonlight and a clear sky." Or so he guessed, having no real experience of it himself to draw upon.
"Mmm... bringing in Vervain, I think. And doing something together as a Guild. Exploring within the familiarity of the Atheneum, perhaps, or a night of sharing our expertise with each other, everyone gathered in one place for once." Something he wasn't sure had ever happened since that first adventure to claim their Hall. Even though not everyone got along, it would still be nice for a short while, and perhaps he could find some activities to keep people distracted... His musing was interrupted by an unexpected question that quirked the corners of his lips into a wry smile. "You can ask, of course. I won't guarantee an answer, but I'll try. What is it?"
...No. No, he was trying to make the effort to bridge that divide. Cordiality and no longer assuming the worst about the flighty young man. He had clearly meant well in warning Sam, and now the bookmaker was trying to make sure his friend was aware of the danger and could prepare for it as well.
Jigano had not yet seen the Chronicle book Samuel kept reassuring him was being worked on, and didn't know how far along the loreseeker was with it. Given all that had been occurring since the Guild's inception he had assumed that his friend had been working on recording the text of things first, the truly important lore of the guild, and only when he had caught up with that would he go back to add embellishments that beautified and enhanced the text. It hadn't crossed his mind that Sam might dawdle over art on the Guild roll pages when there was so much else to do, but he trusted his friend to know what was important and what was frippery, and he would continue to do so until he was given reason to double-check his colleague's work.
"Water and stars sound lovely," he agreed, warmth in his voice. "Bright and mysterious, reflected light and hidden depths. A most perspicacious choice." They suited Samuel well, though Jigano knew his humble friend might try to brush off the quiet nobility of the images those aspects invoked. That, too, was a part of the bookmaker after all.
He chuckled at his companion's little joke about the ocean, nodding in agreement. "I'm sure a beach at night as just as nice," he reassured. "Under bright moonlight and a clear sky." Or so he guessed, having no real experience of it himself to draw upon.
"Mmm... bringing in Vervain, I think. And doing something together as a Guild. Exploring within the familiarity of the Atheneum, perhaps, or a night of sharing our expertise with each other, everyone gathered in one place for once." Something he wasn't sure had ever happened since that first adventure to claim their Hall. Even though not everyone got along, it would still be nice for a short while, and perhaps he could find some activities to keep people distracted... His musing was interrupted by an unexpected question that quirked the corners of his lips into a wry smile. "You can ask, of course. I won't guarantee an answer, but I'll try. What is it?"
