Jigano smiled gratefully at his friend, for he appreciated the words. But when Zariah had threatened the Guild - and Jigano, personally - Sam had been nowhere to be found. Actions spoke louder than words, but at least the sentiment was nobly meant. "Thanks, Sam," he said softly. "That means a lot to me. Now that she's no longer Queen I don't think she can do it anymore, but since she tried to once... well, it's not something I've forgotten." His voice and expression shifted to a grimmer set. "And I don't want this Guild associated with her or her magic academy in any way. Not after how she came after us before."
He nodded at Sam's suggestion, worried at the mention of Loren and Sam's earlier warning that the summoner had left the Guild. "Yes, we could do that, too but... not yet," he cautioned softlybecause timey wimey set in the past "Let's give him time to grieve more, first. When he's ready to work with us again, he'll let us know. I don't want to pressure or rush him right now, though, not with Abasi's death still so fresh."
The bookmaker's anger was as understandable as the bard's own towards Zariah, and he bowed his head in acknowledgment and agreement. "That's all you can do, I'd think," he agreed quietly. "Don't let him cause you more grief than he already has, Sam. You deserve some measure of happiness, and a lover who will treasure you rather than make you cry."
He nodded at Sam's suggestion, worried at the mention of Loren and Sam's earlier warning that the summoner had left the Guild. "Yes, we could do that, too but... not yet," he cautioned softly
The bookmaker's anger was as understandable as the bard's own towards Zariah, and he bowed his head in acknowledgment and agreement. "That's all you can do, I'd think," he agreed quietly. "Don't let him cause you more grief than he already has, Sam. You deserve some measure of happiness, and a lover who will treasure you rather than make you cry."
