Jigano blinked at the unwelcome touch, but was too tired to flinch away. It was, at least, brief, and Bastien's charming reparte had even the grumpy bard chuckling in spite of himself. "Thank you, I suppose. I'll take what I can get, when I feel like drowned rat-cicle." He pulled himself to his feet and regained his cloak and pack before setting about squeezing the water from his hair so it wouldn't turn to ice as they walked.
He listened to Bastien with a bit of bemusement, glancing to Rexanna to share a few grins at some of the priest's wilder claims. At the edge of the village they stopped and he nodded gravely at Bastien's offer. "Thank you, I will keep that in mind," he said, not quite accepting... but not turning the offer down, either. Wine and shelter weren't things to be lightly scoffed at in this weather, even if the tall cult leader was a bit of an odd duck.
Turning to Rexanna he offered a slight bow and a smile. "Lady, I'm headed to the Rathskeller to warm up and dry off. If you're headed in that direction, and if you you'd like, I can accompany you a far as our paths are shared?"
He listened to Bastien with a bit of bemusement, glancing to Rexanna to share a few grins at some of the priest's wilder claims. At the edge of the village they stopped and he nodded gravely at Bastien's offer. "Thank you, I will keep that in mind," he said, not quite accepting... but not turning the offer down, either. Wine and shelter weren't things to be lightly scoffed at in this weather, even if the tall cult leader was a bit of an odd duck.
Turning to Rexanna he offered a slight bow and a smile. "Lady, I'm headed to the Rathskeller to warm up and dry off. If you're headed in that direction, and if you you'd like, I can accompany you a far as our paths are shared?"
