Sunjata wasn't as terse as Deimos, but he could be a man of few words when he chose to be. Jigano snorted a blast of cool air through his nose that rippled the water in its path, amused at how the half-fish man did his best to avoid the subject of his illness and diagnosis at the hands - fangs? - of an Ascended. Well, if you get in over your head, Flood, send someone to get me. I can Heal as well as Loren, and I'd hate to see you drown on dry land before you've found the sea again.
The fossil had been a good choice, Jigano decided with pleasure as he saw Sunjata's smile. He didn't quite preen, but there was a decidedly proud arch to his neck as he went back to his idle picking over of small stones with too-large talons. An awkward body for the task at hand? Absolutely. But with Sunjata's presence to help his cool scales were decidedly more comfortable than damp skin and wet hair.
Maea was a subject that caused no little affection to warm his tone in the link between them, a fondness clear in his emotions for the young woman. She was a hunter, when her family still lived, he mused thoughtfully. I think more in the way of traps, but she probably has at at least a basis for such training. It would be a good fit, I think. He was happy to find himself in agreement with the bartender's choice. We need more people with skill in ranged weaponry anyways. That monster at LongNight... He trailed off with a rattling shake of his wings, disturbed and unhappy at the reminder of his and Kiada's failure in the dark.
The fossil had been a good choice, Jigano decided with pleasure as he saw Sunjata's smile. He didn't quite preen, but there was a decidedly proud arch to his neck as he went back to his idle picking over of small stones with too-large talons. An awkward body for the task at hand? Absolutely. But with Sunjata's presence to help his cool scales were decidedly more comfortable than damp skin and wet hair.
Maea was a subject that caused no little affection to warm his tone in the link between them, a fondness clear in his emotions for the young woman. She was a hunter, when her family still lived, he mused thoughtfully. I think more in the way of traps, but she probably has at at least a basis for such training. It would be a good fit, I think. He was happy to find himself in agreement with the bartender's choice. We need more people with skill in ranged weaponry anyways. That monster at LongNight... He trailed off with a rattling shake of his wings, disturbed and unhappy at the reminder of his and Kiada's failure in the dark.
