Jigano's silence - calm, courteous, considering - was worth far more in that moment than Cera could put to words. To have his entire world spun on its head, reminded of a world he thought long lost and forgotten behind him, was no easy pill to swallow. It left him grieving for those who had not found their way to Caido, while also trying to squash the hope in his breast that others may follow, and still in the end wishing to find all others who had hailed from the same land. It was a difficult menagerie of emotions, and he could think of few other scenarios where a stranger would be so kind as to give him the information he desperately needed while allowing him to struggle through his own responses in his own time.
"She was always a miniature sun, even in Helovia," he admits with a laugh softer than his normal decibel. Fond and sorrowful in the same vein and breath. "But you have definitely caught my attention - did you say vampire gourd? As in a vampiric plant? With sentience?" He can't help but strangle his guffaws, absolutely blown away by the idea of a food-based companion. If anyone would manage it, of course it would be little Melita though.
He is sad to see the trees thin, the path grow more well-traveled, knowing his time with Jigano shortens by the moment. Even so he tunes in eagerly to the link between them, not wanting to waste a moment of their time together if it had to end so soon. "I'm sure beating up some helpless dough will help my post-portal frustrations," he laughs, only sobering at the idea of running into Deimos so quickly. "Hmm...we never had a distinct relationship, but a tense one between our lands when I was a child. One of his warriors nearly killed me as a child for being a different species," he allows, mouth pinching at the corners and hand drifting to the scar on his chest that had transferred with him from Helovia. Then he shakes his head and smiles wistfully. "But those sins don't transfer from the originator, and he mended the laws of his land with time. I'm sure it will be interesting to discover how he has changed," is allowed, trying to remain optimistic nonetheless.
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So sorry for the delay <3
"She was always a miniature sun, even in Helovia," he admits with a laugh softer than his normal decibel. Fond and sorrowful in the same vein and breath. "But you have definitely caught my attention - did you say vampire gourd? As in a vampiric plant? With sentience?" He can't help but strangle his guffaws, absolutely blown away by the idea of a food-based companion. If anyone would manage it, of course it would be little Melita though.
He is sad to see the trees thin, the path grow more well-traveled, knowing his time with Jigano shortens by the moment. Even so he tunes in eagerly to the link between them, not wanting to waste a moment of their time together if it had to end so soon. "I'm sure beating up some helpless dough will help my post-portal frustrations," he laughs, only sobering at the idea of running into Deimos so quickly. "Hmm...we never had a distinct relationship, but a tense one between our lands when I was a child. One of his warriors nearly killed me as a child for being a different species," he allows, mouth pinching at the corners and hand drifting to the scar on his chest that had transferred with him from Helovia. Then he shakes his head and smiles wistfully. "But those sins don't transfer from the originator, and he mended the laws of his land with time. I'm sure it will be interesting to discover how he has changed," is allowed, trying to remain optimistic nonetheless.
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So sorry for the delay <3
