Amusement tickled back along the Attuned bond at the quip, Jigano nodding in agreement. The little plant-person certainly was confusing, but oddly charming as well. A little too charming, perhaps, as the dragon pulled his head back in mild alarm at the theatrical death scene it played out, as though it were acting on the main stage at Fiat Lux. Remi was unimpressed by the antics, however, and the silver-scaled beast relaxed as the flower bounced back.
Oh, definitely the nail file, Jigano joked back, albeit weakly as the conversation returned to more serious matters. He listened intently to what the alchemist described of his manticore form, his large head nodding slowly as he remembered the rage that translated immediately to action, his body responding to his anger before conscious thought could intervene... nor had conscious thought wanted to intervene, in truth. It had felt so easy to react without thinking, to just be the predator he now inhabited, so different from his natural fox form. Yesss... he sighed the sibilant subconsciously, then shook his head to try and clear some of the shadows from his thoughts at the dark memories.
But perhaps you could help me practice with overcoming it? he asked tentatively. It caught me by surprise, the first time I shifted to it. I'd like to... to try and overcome the memories of the Voice's power wrapped around this body. And to see if I can overcome those instincts towards attacking without thought. You know what it's like. And I think you might be able to get through to me if I lose sight of myself again. Remi knew the bad parts of him as well as the good, after all. And the alchemist knew not to hold back if the beast overcame the man for a time, having been on the other side before.
Oh, definitely the nail file, Jigano joked back, albeit weakly as the conversation returned to more serious matters. He listened intently to what the alchemist described of his manticore form, his large head nodding slowly as he remembered the rage that translated immediately to action, his body responding to his anger before conscious thought could intervene... nor had conscious thought wanted to intervene, in truth. It had felt so easy to react without thinking, to just be the predator he now inhabited, so different from his natural fox form. Yesss... he sighed the sibilant subconsciously, then shook his head to try and clear some of the shadows from his thoughts at the dark memories.
But perhaps you could help me practice with overcoming it? he asked tentatively. It caught me by surprise, the first time I shifted to it. I'd like to... to try and overcome the memories of the Voice's power wrapped around this body. And to see if I can overcome those instincts towards attacking without thought. You know what it's like. And I think you might be able to get through to me if I lose sight of myself again. Remi knew the bad parts of him as well as the good, after all. And the alchemist knew not to hold back if the beast overcame the man for a time, having been on the other side before.
