Jigano nodded ruefully, because he should have guessed it was Amalia, but he was making an effort to not jump to assumptions quite so often. At least where she and his other friends were concerned. Everyone else... well, it was a work in progress. "I understand Delah's feelings on that particular matter," he murmured, the hostilities between himself and Wessex hardly secret at this point.
"But now we finally have a chance to breathe for a change," he murmured, following her lead in glossing over all of the pain and loss and challenges they had faced since the last year's adventurous delve beneath the Ruins, and giving her hand a gentle squeeze. Her plan to get things moving before Deepfrost was met with an agreeable nod, but his expression turned wistful as he glanced over at the Shield with unusual hesitance. "Would it be too awkward if I offered to help?" he asked carefully. "I would like to see it through, what we started together all those seasons ago. And... I would dearly love the chance to see the Undercroft. I don't know that Delah will ever lift the restrictions again in my lifetime, aside from this." He paused, then gave a wry shrug. "If this will even qualify."
"But now we finally have a chance to breathe for a change," he murmured, following her lead in glossing over all of the pain and loss and challenges they had faced since the last year's adventurous delve beneath the Ruins, and giving her hand a gentle squeeze. Her plan to get things moving before Deepfrost was met with an agreeable nod, but his expression turned wistful as he glanced over at the Shield with unusual hesitance. "Would it be too awkward if I offered to help?" he asked carefully. "I would like to see it through, what we started together all those seasons ago. And... I would dearly love the chance to see the Undercroft. I don't know that Delah will ever lift the restrictions again in my lifetime, aside from this." He paused, then gave a wry shrug. "If this will even qualify."
