The moment Jigano spoke — and he did recognize that voice from the brief period he’d shifted to human form in the woods — Rance switched his attention to the pale-haired man. Compared to him, Rance was much less put together. His black leather trousers were worn at the knees, his cotton shirt was charcoal grey, though from time or because it had been dyed that color, it would have been hard to tell. He held his jacket over his shoulder, along with a simple pack.
Jigano’s questioning confirmation of his name brought the beginnings of a smile to Rance’s lips. [says]“Correct on both points. Jigano, right? Swearin’ give me away?” Giving the taller man a once-over was automatic. He was still a bit too flustered to consider even casually hitting on him, so the glance could easily have been mistaken for sizing Jigano up instead.
Rance nodded at the offer. “I won’t say no to any of that, thank you.” He glanced over to the waking gryphon. ”Gotta say, your friend’s a lot less threatenin’ when I’m not the same size as her.” Almost cute, though he could see the wicked talons.
Jigano’s questioning confirmation of his name brought the beginnings of a smile to Rance’s lips. [says]“Correct on both points. Jigano, right? Swearin’ give me away?” Giving the taller man a once-over was automatic. He was still a bit too flustered to consider even casually hitting on him, so the glance could easily have been mistaken for sizing Jigano up instead.
Rance nodded at the offer. “I won’t say no to any of that, thank you.” He glanced over to the waking gryphon. ”Gotta say, your friend’s a lot less threatenin’ when I’m not the same size as her.” Almost cute, though he could see the wicked talons.
