His own magic soothed the sharp pain of the fresh wounds, bolstered by Weaver's Healing as well. Between the two of them he was able to knit closed the rents in his flesh and hold the bones in place so their broken edges did no further damage. He accepted the offered hand gratefully, pulling himself up with Weaver's aid, leaving the direwolf to her and Sam while he looked back towards Quanil.
At least until he heard the screeching. The creature retreated but that didn't mean they were out of danger yet. Resisting attempts to pull him to the right he continued to push Healing into his wounded chest as he looked back for the youngest Loreseeker, desperately worried that they were approaching a dangerous beast that only looked like their sister.
One that... didn't attack?
He exhaled shakily, then patted Weaver's hand. "Thanks for that," he murmured, sincerely grateful at the stranger's willingness to help. "I can keep putting myself back together if you want to help Quanil and... Freina?" He still wasn't entirely convinced, but the clear conversation between the two seemed to indicate the girl in the torn dress wasn't a boggart after all.
"Sam, are you still there? This... might be more up the alley of the Natural Advisor," he called softly towards where he'd last seen the flickering sparks of his friend's barrier. "I'll keep watch."
Jigano continues healing himself and tells Weaver and Sam they can help with Freina. He's keeping watch for the return of the boggart or any more of the Labyrinth's tricks.
At least until he heard the screeching. The creature retreated but that didn't mean they were out of danger yet. Resisting attempts to pull him to the right he continued to push Healing into his wounded chest as he looked back for the youngest Loreseeker, desperately worried that they were approaching a dangerous beast that only looked like their sister.
One that... didn't attack?
He exhaled shakily, then patted Weaver's hand. "Thanks for that," he murmured, sincerely grateful at the stranger's willingness to help. "I can keep putting myself back together if you want to help Quanil and... Freina?" He still wasn't entirely convinced, but the clear conversation between the two seemed to indicate the girl in the torn dress wasn't a boggart after all.
"Sam, are you still there? This... might be more up the alley of the Natural Advisor," he called softly towards where he'd last seen the flickering sparks of his friend's barrier. "I'll keep watch."
Jigano continues healing himself and tells Weaver and Sam they can help with Freina. He's keeping watch for the return of the boggart or any more of the Labyrinth's tricks.
