The bard blinked in surprise at hearing how strongly Sam had been rejected by the Old Gods. He reached out a hand to rest it gently on the Ascended's shoulder, if Sam would let him, a brief and reassuring contact. "I'm sorry," he said softly, squeezing gently in sympathy.
He trusted Sam's smile, and did not realize how little his words reassured his friend. But the mention of Amalia had his brow rising in curiosity. "I didn't think she liked me, either, at first," he admitted with a little smile. "But then I discovered that she is also shy, and cautious around those she doesn't know. I hope it is just that since you are both shy, it is hard to start a conversation between you... but if you'd like, I could talk to her about it?" He didn't normally like playing 'matchmaker' even in a platonic sense, but since Sam and Amalia were both members of the Loreseekers, he felt responsible for helping the guild to operate as smoothly as possible.
Controlling, Remi would undoubtedly call it, but he didn't like seeing his friends unhappy if he could help. And he had to least try, for they had been generous enough to join him in his endeavor, and he owed them his best efforts to make the guild a comfortable and rewarding place to be.
"That makes a lot of sense," he agreed to Sam's opinion on the gods, smiling. "More than anything else I've heard or read. Which begs the question... did the Old Gods create the barrier to contain one or all of these other gods within? And why?"
Hearing that it was going to be alright was enough for Jigano to start to relax, but the mention of Remi had his expression falling into neutral lines, though he managed to keep himself from tensing. "Ah. I... see. May I ask... what exactly did he do? And... how much do you feel? It sounded like that cut hurt... can you feel anything other than pain?" His question held an edge of desperation, an uncertainty and fear that had his pulse speeding up in spite of his best efforts to stay calm and wait for details. Sam seemed happy, thought so... surely, any 'adverse effects' couldn't be too bad?
He trusted Sam's smile, and did not realize how little his words reassured his friend. But the mention of Amalia had his brow rising in curiosity. "I didn't think she liked me, either, at first," he admitted with a little smile. "But then I discovered that she is also shy, and cautious around those she doesn't know. I hope it is just that since you are both shy, it is hard to start a conversation between you... but if you'd like, I could talk to her about it?" He didn't normally like playing 'matchmaker' even in a platonic sense, but since Sam and Amalia were both members of the Loreseekers, he felt responsible for helping the guild to operate as smoothly as possible.
Controlling, Remi would undoubtedly call it, but he didn't like seeing his friends unhappy if he could help. And he had to least try, for they had been generous enough to join him in his endeavor, and he owed them his best efforts to make the guild a comfortable and rewarding place to be.
"That makes a lot of sense," he agreed to Sam's opinion on the gods, smiling. "More than anything else I've heard or read. Which begs the question... did the Old Gods create the barrier to contain one or all of these other gods within? And why?"
Hearing that it was going to be alright was enough for Jigano to start to relax, but the mention of Remi had his expression falling into neutral lines, though he managed to keep himself from tensing. "Ah. I... see. May I ask... what exactly did he do? And... how much do you feel? It sounded like that cut hurt... can you feel anything other than pain?" His question held an edge of desperation, an uncertainty and fear that had his pulse speeding up in spite of his best efforts to stay calm and wait for details. Sam seemed happy, thought so... surely, any 'adverse effects' couldn't be too bad?
