Luck was with him, or the universe was having a grand joke - one or the other, perhaps a bit of both. Jigano relaxed a little when the door opened on a familiar bearded face and gruff voice, and he returned the nod, stepping inside and glancing around as he noticed all the improvements that had been made since that initial preparation of the rooms and furniture. "I was looking for you, actually. I was hoping I could borrow you for a bit of training... like we did last year," he added with a crooked smile for times long past, before kingships and tunnels and blights and poisonous plants.
"You saw that I had magic when we were cleaning up the path to the portal," he continued, smile fading and a shadow falling over his gaze for a moment before he shook it off and moved to rest his hand on the back of a chair. "I'd like to find the limits of my healing magic before it gets tested again in a situation I can't control. How much damage I can heal, how fast I can do it, and how long I can channel it before I exhaust myself. And what it feels like when I'm hitting those limits, so I know what to look out for." He raised his gaze again to meet Deimos's eyes frankly. "The way we trained before, when you used your Life Drain magic on me... I want to do it again." He shrugged lightly, though the humor didn't quite reach his eyes. "The problem with trying to test Healing magic on my own is someone needs to be hurt to use it. I can't ask anyone else to do it, and I'd rather not beat or stab myself only to find my limits when I'm not able to fix what I've broken," he added wryly. "I know you already have Loren. but if the militia needs a second Healer, I can offer my services in that respect in the future in exchange. What do you say?"
"You saw that I had magic when we were cleaning up the path to the portal," he continued, smile fading and a shadow falling over his gaze for a moment before he shook it off and moved to rest his hand on the back of a chair. "I'd like to find the limits of my healing magic before it gets tested again in a situation I can't control. How much damage I can heal, how fast I can do it, and how long I can channel it before I exhaust myself. And what it feels like when I'm hitting those limits, so I know what to look out for." He raised his gaze again to meet Deimos's eyes frankly. "The way we trained before, when you used your Life Drain magic on me... I want to do it again." He shrugged lightly, though the humor didn't quite reach his eyes. "The problem with trying to test Healing magic on my own is someone needs to be hurt to use it. I can't ask anyone else to do it, and I'd rather not beat or stab myself only to find my limits when I'm not able to fix what I've broken," he added wryly. "I know you already have Loren. but if the militia needs a second Healer, I can offer my services in that respect in the future in exchange. What do you say?"
