Jigano only raised a sardonic brow at the Flood's protestations, wondering what a goddess of life needed with a 'dagger.' He regretted bringing the star-crossed goddess up, however, and chose to let the other man's words lie rather then continue speaking of the god with whom he held such a difficult relationship.
He wasn't ready to hear Maea's name from Sunjata's lips, not when his last conversation with her had been full of such pain and longing caused by the very man who now lingered nearby and heightened his grief. "The same agreement you came to with Phoebe?" he growled, glancing over to see the remnants of fang marks still fading on the bartender's skin. "I haven't seen the notice board post, either. Others brought word of it to me." He flexed his fingers consideringly and another rock appeared in his hand to be thrown over the bluff. "And what good was that agreement, when you still placed Lusea between you like a shield? As you continue to do even after Maea..." He didn't say the word, the loss still too fresh.
He wasn't ready to hear Maea's name from Sunjata's lips, not when his last conversation with her had been full of such pain and longing caused by the very man who now lingered nearby and heightened his grief. "The same agreement you came to with Phoebe?" he growled, glancing over to see the remnants of fang marks still fading on the bartender's skin. "I haven't seen the notice board post, either. Others brought word of it to me." He flexed his fingers consideringly and another rock appeared in his hand to be thrown over the bluff. "And what good was that agreement, when you still placed Lusea between you like a shield? As you continue to do even after Maea..." He didn't say the word, the loss still too fresh.
