"A map is hardly a conscription, Jigano, and besides, who said I was hiring you?" There was no animosity in her words, but rather a firm reminder than she might have relied on charity upon her arrival, but she was not simply an open hand. She had certainly used the language that could have been construed as inclusive, however the quick calm with which she responded suggested with a touch of bemusement that she trusted her ability to find support for her cause. "Arrivals are still, well, arriving - without the barrier, I presume there will be the potential to receive travelers from outside the city as well. If you cannot see the benefit a map of the ruins might serve a community growing within them, native or not, I will not force you but do not read assumptions into my words." Though her voice belied no shiver of emotion, there was a sharpness about her language that suggested an unyielding confidence in her own resourceful nature.
She was glad when the conversation steered again to the barrier, though sad to see the gryphlet go - hands empty she rubbed her hands together and considered the magnitude of force it must have taken to dislodge the magical wall. "Great accomplishments take great sacrifice." For someone practically risen from the grave herself, the concept of a second life did not seem overly astounding or out of place. In fact, she was taking this being ripped from the jaws of death thing rather well. Rubbing the place between her eyebrows, pushing her hair back and offering a sober smile. "How did that come about? The barrier, the groups... the death and resurrection?" More important to her was the context that knowing the full story of the barrier might lend to her blight inquest. Gathering the cup into her empty lap she curled about it looking every part ready for story time with Jigano.
She was glad when the conversation steered again to the barrier, though sad to see the gryphlet go - hands empty she rubbed her hands together and considered the magnitude of force it must have taken to dislodge the magical wall. "Great accomplishments take great sacrifice." For someone practically risen from the grave herself, the concept of a second life did not seem overly astounding or out of place. In fact, she was taking this being ripped from the jaws of death thing rather well. Rubbing the place between her eyebrows, pushing her hair back and offering a sober smile. "How did that come about? The barrier, the groups... the death and resurrection?" More important to her was the context that knowing the full story of the barrier might lend to her blight inquest. Gathering the cup into her empty lap she curled about it looking every part ready for story time with Jigano.
