Striding home from the Settlement, from the Atheneum, from a day of festival preparation and and joyful productivity, Jigano paused at the flicker of lanterns in the distance. Curious as ten cats as always, he called Isuma to follow and headed for the sight. He'd missed the Wishing Wagon the last time it had come 'round to the Hollowed Grounds, but his eyes lit up to see his fellow foxy friend there, and a cheerful Remi besides.
"Hello, gentlemen!" he called, waving to the alchemist and the shopkeep with a grin. "And yes, I can confirm that the Guild burned down. During LongNight, no less! Remi definitely deserves a lucky break," he added, blue eyes twinkling above his teasingly solemn expression.
He looked over the list of wares on display, perhaps just a little greed in his eyes at the mysteries they represented. Oh, he wanted to know what they did! But he would likely only learn the secrets of one of them, and only then if he was lucky. The glasses tempted him, especially since his own pair of spectacles were broken on one side, but perhaps Jiao or Lily could make something for him from the silk for him to carry them in and keep them from getting scratched further.
"For the square of silk would you accept a chicken pot pie and a bottle of cider?" He asked hopefully, thinking of the meal waiting for him at the farm. He would trade that to satisfy his curiosity, even if Rory would tease him mercilessly and not make him a second supper after giving away the first.
"Hello, gentlemen!" he called, waving to the alchemist and the shopkeep with a grin. "And yes, I can confirm that the Guild burned down. During LongNight, no less! Remi definitely deserves a lucky break," he added, blue eyes twinkling above his teasingly solemn expression.
He looked over the list of wares on display, perhaps just a little greed in his eyes at the mysteries they represented. Oh, he wanted to know what they did! But he would likely only learn the secrets of one of them, and only then if he was lucky. The glasses tempted him, especially since his own pair of spectacles were broken on one side, but perhaps Jiao or Lily could make something for him from the silk for him to carry them in and keep them from getting scratched further.
"For the square of silk would you accept a chicken pot pie and a bottle of cider?" He asked hopefully, thinking of the meal waiting for him at the farm. He would trade that to satisfy his curiosity, even if Rory would tease him mercilessly and not make him a second supper after giving away the first.
