Velvet Snow

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Once the alchemist had been annoyed at the bard's apparent inability to speak on behalf of others. Now though, he merely nodded with quiet understanding at the Sage's reluctance. "Agreed." He said simply and softly, before nodding in follow up confirmation at the bard's second question.

Listening, Remi found his own lips twitching in mirthful and mischievous response. Hadn't he just had this very argument with Loren, telling the summoner to ask if his help was needed rather than demanding his presence be accepted? For all of their many differences, Jigano in that moment was a welcome balm the alchemist's anxieties and insecurities. Though levelling numbers aside it was difficult to compare the strength of the Sage with that of the Launceleyn, at least Jigano knew what they were up against. Better than most, given his experiences at the perch the year before.

"If it will not add any additional danger, I would not mind at all. I had thought to try and move as silently as possible in that regards, but with our similar shapes, I think perhaps another set of wings and eyes might be useful." That their tasks were complimentary made Remi grin. "That is true. I only hope that my work can lessen what you need to do." It would not be that simple of course, but it was nice to think it would, if only for a moment.