Jigano shrugged slightly at Remi's observation. "True enough," he agreed soberly, remembering that time as well. "'A friend in need' is a saying for a reason. Fair-weather friends who leave at a little trouble..." He sighed. "Well. We've both had our share." Not so many as all that, though. He'd mended most of the bridges that could be mended since. Not that there weren't still those who would use him for his position, or his perceived strength, or some other aspect that they thought could gain them an advantage.
He was glad to see a grin, however dark compared to Remi's former sunny smiles. The humor was of the gallows variety, but the bard could well appreciate it. "There is that. They're practically family at this point. I'm not sure who I'd be if I lost them all at once." Someone new, perhaps. Someone better? Probably. Still, he wasn't eager to try Remi's solution of a quick dip in the death pool to test it out.
The expression on his companion's face was curious, though Jigano suspected Phoebe's would be its mirror. Perhaps Amalia's, too? It was as much burden as accolade, to be recognized by the gods but given a task they barely had the first idea of how to undertake. He wasn't surprised to hear that the younger man had tried to escape his charge. Remi had been the least invested of all of them when the dream had drawn them together. "I didn't know, but I'm not surprised," he acknowledged. "Especially after what happened at the festival. What happened when you tried tossing it in the sea or trading it?" He could imagine the spheres simply resisting any attempt to break them, but he was curious about the attempts to simply be rid of them.
He was glad to see a grin, however dark compared to Remi's former sunny smiles. The humor was of the gallows variety, but the bard could well appreciate it. "There is that. They're practically family at this point. I'm not sure who I'd be if I lost them all at once." Someone new, perhaps. Someone better? Probably. Still, he wasn't eager to try Remi's solution of a quick dip in the death pool to test it out.
The expression on his companion's face was curious, though Jigano suspected Phoebe's would be its mirror. Perhaps Amalia's, too? It was as much burden as accolade, to be recognized by the gods but given a task they barely had the first idea of how to undertake. He wasn't surprised to hear that the younger man had tried to escape his charge. Remi had been the least invested of all of them when the dream had drawn them together. "I didn't know, but I'm not surprised," he acknowledged. "Especially after what happened at the festival. What happened when you tried tossing it in the sea or trading it?" He could imagine the spheres simply resisting any attempt to break them, but he was curious about the attempts to simply be rid of them.
