Jigano was perfectly content to wait patiently while Libbs thought about her fractured memories of her past, quirking a brow at her giggling since he didn't know what was going through her head. When she spoke up again he listened intently, playing with one of Isuma's feet to the gryphlet's mild annoyance. "I... I don't know," he admitted ruefully. "Without knowing what a car looks like or how it works, it's hard to say. Can you describe it in more detail? Or... can you sketch it?" he suggested, fishing out a stub of pencil and a scrap of paper from one of the many pockets sewn inside his capacious sleeves.
"Did you ever play any games with dice or pieces on a board?" he asked, trying to tease a few more details of her childhood out into the light. "Or cards, perhaps? Even if you played with an instrument, like a simple flute or pipes, those would work, too. The first time Ludo answered me was when I played a song for it on my lapharp," he admitted with a rueful smile at the memory. "Scared the hell out of me since I wasn't expecting any god to show up in person to answer a prayer. That sort of thing just didn't happen on my world." At least, not very often in such a direct fashion.
"Did you ever play any games with dice or pieces on a board?" he asked, trying to tease a few more details of her childhood out into the light. "Or cards, perhaps? Even if you played with an instrument, like a simple flute or pipes, those would work, too. The first time Ludo answered me was when I played a song for it on my lapharp," he admitted with a rueful smile at the memory. "Scared the hell out of me since I wasn't expecting any god to show up in person to answer a prayer. That sort of thing just didn't happen on my world." At least, not very often in such a direct fashion.
