Jigano nodded, a flicker of wry amusement in the Attuned bond, flavored with a quiet frustration at his powers no longer heeding his beck as they once had - or as he'd once seen them do for others. Hearing that Remi had also lost the ability to make magical items brought a sagging of his expression, the faint hope that he was the only one affected, perhaps as a side effect of his powers blooming in the wake of Safrin's displeasure? dashed at the former-alchemist's revelation. "I managed it once," he admitted with a sigh. "A magic quill pen, around the time I first discovered that I could create things. But since then... I haven't been able to replicate much of what I'd seen you and Deimos do with it. I'd found a document last year, a journal talking about the different kinds of magic and their levels. It sounded as though the primary domains of magic had been stable for a very long time... until just recently. I wonder why it's changed?" Not entirely a rhetorical question; Remi had more familiarity than almost any other Outlander when it came to Caido magic, and Jigano respected his insights into it.
He watched the other man's floating nickel until a snap of deft fingers turned his attention to the bar and the sight of glasses waltzing through the air. He blinked for a moment, then chuckled in spite of the seriousness of the conversation and the weather. "That is a neat trick," he agreed with a wry grin. "Handy for not having to come into town for supplies, too, I'd think, if you didn't want to. Have you been able to make any Hollowed Grounds 'specialties' here? Like potatoes?" Another limit he'd run into in Halo, of having to make fruits and vegetables before he passed through the portal into the cold land.
He watched the other man's floating nickel until a snap of deft fingers turned his attention to the bar and the sight of glasses waltzing through the air. He blinked for a moment, then chuckled in spite of the seriousness of the conversation and the weather. "That is a neat trick," he agreed with a wry grin. "Handy for not having to come into town for supplies, too, I'd think, if you didn't want to. Have you been able to make any Hollowed Grounds 'specialties' here? Like potatoes?" Another limit he'd run into in Halo, of having to make fruits and vegetables before he passed through the portal into the cold land.
