Jigano nodded, knowing that all either of them could do was try not to let the visions - dreams? fantasies? predictions? - worry them too much, when they each had so little to go off of in interpreting them. The future would proceed from their choices and they'd face what it brought regardless of what they'd seen in the puddles, because what else could they do?
His opinions were often not popular, and his delivery not always the most tactful. As a wanderer in his former life he had only ever needed to flatter and entertain for a night or two, rarely needing to engage in deep philosophical discussions. Not since Unity's destruction and Cassandalee's rise, at least... and what had followed immediately after. Maea had asked for his opinions, though, and he gave them without holding back, even as he saw her squirm beneath the discomfort of his words.
What he hadn't expected was the sudden appearance of wings, looking much like Remi's but bleached white, and he raised a brow as she began to pace with them out. That was... unexpected, to say the least, but after Oliver had showed up as a fox he was harder to surprise than he used to be. "Have you Attuned, then?" he asked curiously at the manifestation. "Are congratulations in order?" Ludo, he suspected from what he knew of her. Not Frey, certainly, though Safrin... unlikely, but not impossible.
He shook his head wryly at her questions, offering a little shrug at her comment on how tired he looked. "Been sleeping better than I have since before we met, in fact. Though I suppose I still have a ways to recover from Safrin and Fiat Lux and losing Adam." Never a happy ending, only a brief respite between catastrophes... "For the moment, though, I'm better than I've been in a very long time." It was strangely... nice? Yes, that was the word. He smiled wryly, standing to stretch out his back and realizing ruefully that he wasn't getting any younger. "There's the newest Loreseeker to train, my work as Outlander Advisor to continue - though it's been quiet lately, only a few newcomers since summer that I've met - and helping Rory around the farm. I make it over to Torchline when I can spare a day to nose around and indulge my curiosity, and I train with the militia sometimes. Other than that?" He chuckled. "Tending to the Shrines in the Glade and Ludo's Woods and starting preparations for Deepfrost."
His opinions were often not popular, and his delivery not always the most tactful. As a wanderer in his former life he had only ever needed to flatter and entertain for a night or two, rarely needing to engage in deep philosophical discussions. Not since Unity's destruction and Cassandalee's rise, at least... and what had followed immediately after. Maea had asked for his opinions, though, and he gave them without holding back, even as he saw her squirm beneath the discomfort of his words.
What he hadn't expected was the sudden appearance of wings, looking much like Remi's but bleached white, and he raised a brow as she began to pace with them out. That was... unexpected, to say the least, but after Oliver had showed up as a fox he was harder to surprise than he used to be. "Have you Attuned, then?" he asked curiously at the manifestation. "Are congratulations in order?" Ludo, he suspected from what he knew of her. Not Frey, certainly, though Safrin... unlikely, but not impossible.
He shook his head wryly at her questions, offering a little shrug at her comment on how tired he looked. "Been sleeping better than I have since before we met, in fact. Though I suppose I still have a ways to recover from Safrin and Fiat Lux and losing Adam." Never a happy ending, only a brief respite between catastrophes... "For the moment, though, I'm better than I've been in a very long time." It was strangely... nice? Yes, that was the word. He smiled wryly, standing to stretch out his back and realizing ruefully that he wasn't getting any younger. "There's the newest Loreseeker to train, my work as Outlander Advisor to continue - though it's been quiet lately, only a few newcomers since summer that I've met - and helping Rory around the farm. I make it over to Torchline when I can spare a day to nose around and indulge my curiosity, and I train with the militia sometimes. Other than that?" He chuckled. "Tending to the Shrines in the Glade and Ludo's Woods and starting preparations for Deepfrost."
