"I suppose I can make an exception this time," Jigano agreed, easily, hearing the forced edge to the laugh and not so uncouth as to rub things in. As the contest came to an end he called for Isuma to come out from where she'd been crouched in the few low grasses, and the gryphlet trotted over to explore Saiden's boat.
"Oh? So you've heard of me?" The bard arched a rueful brow, glancing over Saiden's subtly suggestive motions with a flicker of amusement that he kept to himself. The man was certainly a handsome specimen, but he stirred nothing in Jigano but an amiable curiosity about what he knew about Torchline.
"Glad to clear that up. Sorry for not controlling it better," he apologized as he reached out to rest a finger on Saiden's shoulder, letting the golden string of Healing in his soul sing out, sending soothing energy into the sailor to ease away the burn until no trace of it remained. "But thank you for the workout. You were right that training with you taught me more than just tossing it around on my own was doing."
"Oh? So you've heard of me?" The bard arched a rueful brow, glancing over Saiden's subtly suggestive motions with a flicker of amusement that he kept to himself. The man was certainly a handsome specimen, but he stirred nothing in Jigano but an amiable curiosity about what he knew about Torchline.
"Glad to clear that up. Sorry for not controlling it better," he apologized as he reached out to rest a finger on Saiden's shoulder, letting the golden string of Healing in his soul sing out, sending soothing energy into the sailor to ease away the burn until no trace of it remained. "But thank you for the workout. You were right that training with you taught me more than just tossing it around on my own was doing."
