Hearing that Sam didn't question why the Voice had done something still hurt Jigano a little - as much as a Loreseeker as it did as a friend. But he was becoming used to it now, and he didn't chide the bookmaker, merely slanted a questioning look his way before turning his attention to his earthen pillar. It needed to be thick enough at the top to hold together but not so wide that the weight of it collapsed the base. Jigano focused on easing the pillar upwards, widening it as more emerged from the ground and growing it to ten feet, high, then to fifteen as they spoke, building it slowly and carefully as he raised the metal rod towards the heavens. "Not at the moment," he assured his friend with a crooked smile, surprised at how easily Sam seemed to take in his new magic without even blinking. Everyone else who knew him had reacted with shock and curiosity - or sympathy, as Evie and Amalia had. Only those who'd only recently arrived and didn't know his past were so blase about it.
"'Not very pleasant' seems like an understatement... especially with the Launceleyns already controlling it and Zariah in some position of power there. As if Halo needed anything less to recommend it," he added with a grumble of dislike (also an understatement) for the former Queen who had tried to hunt him down and threatened his guild and his friends in the process.
He glanced back at Sam as the confession came pouring out, the pillar stabilizing as he stopped pouring energy into it to grapple with what his friend was admitting. "Is it the same task she gave you when you went into the Greatwood and spread the blight for her?" he asked gently, confirming what he already knew with an ice-cold certainty in his gut.
"'Not very pleasant' seems like an understatement... especially with the Launceleyns already controlling it and Zariah in some position of power there. As if Halo needed anything less to recommend it," he added with a grumble of dislike (also an understatement) for the former Queen who had tried to hunt him down and threatened his guild and his friends in the process.
He glanced back at Sam as the confession came pouring out, the pillar stabilizing as he stopped pouring energy into it to grapple with what his friend was admitting. "Is it the same task she gave you when you went into the Greatwood and spread the blight for her?" he asked gently, confirming what he already knew with an ice-cold certainty in his gut.
