A Different Kind of Ring

The more she explained, the more sense she made but the nightmarish image of the plant lingered in his imagination. He hoped - with a little silent desperation - that it wouldn't look that way once Frey was done constructing it, but they wouldn't know if the god was feeling fey or fickle until it all came together. "I can certainly see how a recorder would be helpful to have on hand for those sorts of experiments and discoveries," he said tactfully instead. It was a stroke of brilliance to ask for such a thing, it was just a bit much to get used to all at once. He knew that once he had a few days to settle the idea he'd be much more enthusiastic about it...

Though Phoebe herself was lacking in that energy at the moment, in the wake of all the tragedies she had recently endured. The fertilizer was a small gift, but he hoped the surprise was a good one and perhaps a strange one - but then, they were all a bit strange in their own ways. As he rose he gave a small bow to his fellow guildmaster. "If you need more, you have only to ask," he promised. "I can let you get back to work now. I'll try to stay in touch more, going forward. I hope you have a good rest of your day, Dean Phoebe." Not wanting to burden her more when she had enough weight in her slim shoulders he gave her a final smile of parting and made his departure.

{Finished for Jigano}