He hadn't expected to find such a connection between them so soon, if it all, and it left him a little bemused even as he tentatively welcomed the small glow of relief at finding someone else who could empathize, at least in some small degree, with the darker aspects of his past. But in more recent adventures, while he had made his trade with the god willingly, it sounded as though Frey had been a bit pushier about what they wanted in the give-and-take game they played with the lovely mortal lady.
They were making good time as they walked, helped in part by Jigano's eagerness to get to some sort of shelter before he caught pneumonia or a fever from his chill. "Ah, you went to intercede on someone else's behalf? That's the sort of nobility I would hope the gods would honor," he mused, feeling a curl of worry over his own deal with Ludo for Rory's sake. Though... he hadn't asked for the god to fix anything. Just to protect the man who lived so far from the safety of the Settlement. "It is less than reassuring to hear that they might punish for it, though you did indicate it was perhaps more lesson than punishment?" He grinned wryly as he followed close behind her, and off to the side so he wasn't stepping on her heels.
"Ah yes, if you spend much time in the Atheneum you might want to keep an eye out!" he warned, though with a roguish grin that was only partially ruined by his chattering teeth. "Most of the books are exactly what they appear to be, but there are some among their number that are bit more... lively, shall we say?" He chuckled as he stepped inside, sighing in relief to be even a little bit warmer as he closed the door behind himself and stood courteously in the entryway, trying not to track wet feet around her home. "I'm partial to white fur," he said, flashing a grin before continuing his tale. "I didn't know about them either, until I learned the hard way. I'd been here for, oh, perhaps a week? And I'd finally gone to the library to try and learn more about this place. It was all going well until a little blue book - jumped out and caught me!" He clapped his hands together gently, grinning as he spun out the story. "And yes, I do mean that it moved on its own, getting close enough that I touched it in order to move it off the book I'd been reading. The next thing I knew, I was standing in a most peculiar summer forest, along with the man who I'd been speaking with!" He shook his head ruefully. "It took us awhile to figure out what had happened. Things inside the book were...unfinished? The nearer details were clear, but things far away were strangely vague. We found a firebird's feather and almost as soon as we began to walk we were transported to a castle courtyard where we met a king. He recognized us as his huntsmen and commanded us to catch the firebird, so we set out with grain and a silver net and sure enough, she came right to us as soon as we were back in the forest and had laid our trap."
They were making good time as they walked, helped in part by Jigano's eagerness to get to some sort of shelter before he caught pneumonia or a fever from his chill. "Ah, you went to intercede on someone else's behalf? That's the sort of nobility I would hope the gods would honor," he mused, feeling a curl of worry over his own deal with Ludo for Rory's sake. Though... he hadn't asked for the god to fix anything. Just to protect the man who lived so far from the safety of the Settlement. "It is less than reassuring to hear that they might punish for it, though you did indicate it was perhaps more lesson than punishment?" He grinned wryly as he followed close behind her, and off to the side so he wasn't stepping on her heels.
"Ah yes, if you spend much time in the Atheneum you might want to keep an eye out!" he warned, though with a roguish grin that was only partially ruined by his chattering teeth. "Most of the books are exactly what they appear to be, but there are some among their number that are bit more... lively, shall we say?" He chuckled as he stepped inside, sighing in relief to be even a little bit warmer as he closed the door behind himself and stood courteously in the entryway, trying not to track wet feet around her home. "I'm partial to white fur," he said, flashing a grin before continuing his tale. "I didn't know about them either, until I learned the hard way. I'd been here for, oh, perhaps a week? And I'd finally gone to the library to try and learn more about this place. It was all going well until a little blue book - jumped out and caught me!" He clapped his hands together gently, grinning as he spun out the story. "And yes, I do mean that it moved on its own, getting close enough that I touched it in order to move it off the book I'd been reading. The next thing I knew, I was standing in a most peculiar summer forest, along with the man who I'd been speaking with!" He shook his head ruefully. "It took us awhile to figure out what had happened. Things inside the book were...unfinished? The nearer details were clear, but things far away were strangely vague. We found a firebird's feather and almost as soon as we began to walk we were transported to a castle courtyard where we met a king. He recognized us as his huntsmen and commanded us to catch the firebird, so we set out with grain and a silver net and sure enough, she came right to us as soon as we were back in the forest and had laid our trap."
