Jigano felt the blight try to twist him towards frustration with Sunjata's vague answers, and wrestled with it as he tried not to let it show on his face. Had the cure been sensible? Or was it simply something so volatile that it had caused a reaction in the blight - not unlike oil or kerosene might ignite at the application of the right substance or spark? Questions he couldn't answer without Phoebe, it would seem, and that thought caused another surge of the blight within him.
Perhaps Sunjata was as frustrated with the questioning as the bard was with the answers - and for the same blight-borne reasons. He took a deep breath, wincing a little at the bite of Deepfrost cold hitting his lungs, and tried to nod in understanding rather than exasperation as the other man slipped away from some of his questioning. "Of course," he made himself say. "Thank you for answering so much already."
Rexanna's Ascended blood absorbed things, was it? It made a certain amount of sense from what he'd learned from Sam about absorbing abilities from those he fed on. Of course the human blood was absorbed into the Ascended fluid, that made a certain amount of sense, but that the fluid had also absorbed whatever cure they were trying to find? That was far more unusual, and Jigano hummed thoughtfully as he began to sweep an area of the ground clear of snow, looking for something as he went and unsure what else to ask that wouldn't annoy the poor man further and push the blight towards something they'd both regret.
Perhaps Sunjata was as frustrated with the questioning as the bard was with the answers - and for the same blight-borne reasons. He took a deep breath, wincing a little at the bite of Deepfrost cold hitting his lungs, and tried to nod in understanding rather than exasperation as the other man slipped away from some of his questioning. "Of course," he made himself say. "Thank you for answering so much already."
Rexanna's Ascended blood absorbed things, was it? It made a certain amount of sense from what he'd learned from Sam about absorbing abilities from those he fed on. Of course the human blood was absorbed into the Ascended fluid, that made a certain amount of sense, but that the fluid had also absorbed whatever cure they were trying to find? That was far more unusual, and Jigano hummed thoughtfully as he began to sweep an area of the ground clear of snow, looking for something as he went and unsure what else to ask that wouldn't annoy the poor man further and push the blight towards something they'd both regret.
