He hadn't expected the stranger to stand up to apologize, and the bard shuffled back a few steps to give him space. He was not expecting him to be so tall once he finished unfolding, Jigano blinking once in surprise. He wasn't used to being towered over by people on Caido, and he found the experience a little unsettling. In brighter days he might have tried to wave off his discomfort with a light-hearted quip, but those days were still out of reach for the moment.
Besides, there were apologies to wave off instead, and he shook his head at the low-voiced 'sorry,' a little amused in spite of the blight. "It's a free bridge," he said blandly. "My apologies as well, for not looking where I was going." Shaking hands could have just been from the cold. Misery could have been a symptom of the season or some personal grief. But the combination in this season and year were clues that the loreseeker hardly needed to put together to make a guess at what troubled the man. "Longer than that, for some," he agreed, raising his own shaking hand in a parody of a greeting before letting it fall back to his side. "The name is Jigano, of the Loreseekers' Guild. I don't think we've met...?" Or rather, he hoped they hadn't. He would have remembered such a tall fellow if they'd run into each other before the blight had stolen his mind and memories. If he'd run into him after...
It didn't bear thinking about what he might have tried to do - or done - to the man.
Besides, there were apologies to wave off instead, and he shook his head at the low-voiced 'sorry,' a little amused in spite of the blight. "It's a free bridge," he said blandly. "My apologies as well, for not looking where I was going." Shaking hands could have just been from the cold. Misery could have been a symptom of the season or some personal grief. But the combination in this season and year were clues that the loreseeker hardly needed to put together to make a guess at what troubled the man. "Longer than that, for some," he agreed, raising his own shaking hand in a parody of a greeting before letting it fall back to his side. "The name is Jigano, of the Loreseekers' Guild. I don't think we've met...?" Or rather, he hoped they hadn't. He would have remembered such a tall fellow if they'd run into each other before the blight had stolen his mind and memories. If he'd run into him after...
It didn't bear thinking about what he might have tried to do - or done - to the man.
