The bard started to arch a brow, but his exasperation evaporated with Loren's chagrin and the understanding of someone who had pushed his share of people away. With a sigh Jigano nodded reluctantly, looking down at the jar in his hands without really seeing it. "I know... but it's easier said than done when friends keep dying," he admitted quietly.
Loren was trying to share his experiences with Halo, and though they'd had access to the frozen region for the same amount of time, it was true that the summoner had spent more time there recently, getting to know the inhabitants and their ways. Jigano's shoulders slumped and he nodded reluctantly. Alright, he agreed, surrendering to Loren's greater experience with the Halovians.
Jigano suspected most people liked Ursurs better than they liked Zariah, but maybe that was just him. Given Loren's recent vicious tongue and attempts to drink, brawl, and/or fuck his problems away the bard was a little surprised that the other students had felt comfortable approaching him. In the end, though, all that mattered was that anyone injured by Zariah's games could be healed here, under Loren's care. "How many more jars do you think you'll need?" He asked instead, taking those he had filled with seeds to the shelves where it looked like they might go. "As long as you've got me here today to make them," he added with a wry smile, considering the usefulness of his new magic and appreciating the convenience of it.
Loren was trying to share his experiences with Halo, and though they'd had access to the frozen region for the same amount of time, it was true that the summoner had spent more time there recently, getting to know the inhabitants and their ways. Jigano's shoulders slumped and he nodded reluctantly. Alright, he agreed, surrendering to Loren's greater experience with the Halovians.
Jigano suspected most people liked Ursurs better than they liked Zariah, but maybe that was just him. Given Loren's recent vicious tongue and attempts to drink, brawl, and/or fuck his problems away the bard was a little surprised that the other students had felt comfortable approaching him. In the end, though, all that mattered was that anyone injured by Zariah's games could be healed here, under Loren's care. "How many more jars do you think you'll need?" He asked instead, taking those he had filled with seeds to the shelves where it looked like they might go. "As long as you've got me here today to make them," he added with a wry smile, considering the usefulness of his new magic and appreciating the convenience of it.
