Isuma purred at the hands that worked into fur and feathers, turning her head to rub a downy cheek against Amalia's wrist. Jigano smiled at the sight of the two happy owl-ladies in his life, savoring the moment for what it was, all the more dear for knowing that it might last only minutes or even seconds more. Every second of happiness grasped, though, was worth a fortune, and he let it settle over him like a warm blanket.
He nodded at her point that she wasn't going anywhere yet, returning the wry smile and no longer trying to argue that she could leave. She would, when she was ready. Until then, if she needed to spend some time in this cocoon recovering he would do what he could to help. The unexpected off to visit him, though, brightened his eyes considerably and he nodded eagerly. "Either would be wonderful," he agreed. "Though Rory would love to have you over, too. But in the Atheneum you might get to meet some of the new Loreseekers... another Natural has joined us," he confided with a rueful grin. "Quanil, from one of the outlying farms. They are almost too curious for me to handle," he admitted sheepishly.
He nodded at her point that she wasn't going anywhere yet, returning the wry smile and no longer trying to argue that she could leave. She would, when she was ready. Until then, if she needed to spend some time in this cocoon recovering he would do what he could to help. The unexpected off to visit him, though, brightened his eyes considerably and he nodded eagerly. "Either would be wonderful," he agreed. "Though Rory would love to have you over, too. But in the Atheneum you might get to meet some of the new Loreseekers... another Natural has joined us," he confided with a rueful grin. "Quanil, from one of the outlying farms. They are almost too curious for me to handle," he admitted sheepishly.
