Jigano just grinned at Edy's continued uncertainty over the Sam-Remi... thing that had happened. He felt like wrinkling his nose at it, too, though perhaps for different reasons. And he did not want to think about them having sex, thank you very much. He'd meant his comment to be more broad, though he supposed that theirs was the only romance that he'd actually heard of lately.
He glanced back at her question as he finished his brief inspection of the shell of a building, and gave a little shrug, a rueful smile curving his lips. "As much as I'm not fond of being trapped in this barrier - I'm not a fan of putting people in cages, especially for things they can't control - I'm in no particular hurry to go home, either." He scuffed a boot down through the snow to the hard stone beneath, then began his exit. "I was a wanderer there. Still am, really. And I don't really have anything to back to even if the opportunity was offered." He'd made more real friends here on Caido in recent months than in the past three years he'd been walking the Northlands. Isuma and Hiraku were still alive, but... he couldn't face them, and hadn't intended to, ever again.
Nostalgia was brushed away in favor of cleansing fire, a task he hoped would distract his young friend and cheer her up. He wasn't wrong, and he grinned as she stepped forward with confidence in every line, fire flickering over her fingers and racing into the once-forge with a control that Jigano openly admired. "I knew I picked the best woman for the job," he murmured, grinning as the snow melted swiftly away to reveal a sturdy flagstone floor, broken stone from the walls, a block where an anvil had once stood--
And a pile of rubble in the corner that shifted ominously as the heat from the toasty fire warmed its granite bones and woke it from its winter slumber. The stone golem groaned as it rose - or perhaps that was simply the grinding of its rocky joints - in the shadow of the remaining roof, and turned towards Edy and Jigano to blink glowing amber coals at the pair. It was small for a golem, and looked badly worn, with its stony 'skin' covered in cracks and crumbling in places. One arm ended at the elbow, but that didn't seem to slow it down as it took in the thick clouds overhead and then took a rumbling step forward, out of the safety of the shadows and heading for the fire mage.
{{Stone Golem used with permission from Honey}}
He glanced back at her question as he finished his brief inspection of the shell of a building, and gave a little shrug, a rueful smile curving his lips. "As much as I'm not fond of being trapped in this barrier - I'm not a fan of putting people in cages, especially for things they can't control - I'm in no particular hurry to go home, either." He scuffed a boot down through the snow to the hard stone beneath, then began his exit. "I was a wanderer there. Still am, really. And I don't really have anything to back to even if the opportunity was offered." He'd made more real friends here on Caido in recent months than in the past three years he'd been walking the Northlands. Isuma and Hiraku were still alive, but... he couldn't face them, and hadn't intended to, ever again.
Nostalgia was brushed away in favor of cleansing fire, a task he hoped would distract his young friend and cheer her up. He wasn't wrong, and he grinned as she stepped forward with confidence in every line, fire flickering over her fingers and racing into the once-forge with a control that Jigano openly admired. "I knew I picked the best woman for the job," he murmured, grinning as the snow melted swiftly away to reveal a sturdy flagstone floor, broken stone from the walls, a block where an anvil had once stood--
And a pile of rubble in the corner that shifted ominously as the heat from the toasty fire warmed its granite bones and woke it from its winter slumber. The stone golem groaned as it rose - or perhaps that was simply the grinding of its rocky joints - in the shadow of the remaining roof, and turned towards Edy and Jigano to blink glowing amber coals at the pair. It was small for a golem, and looked badly worn, with its stony 'skin' covered in cracks and crumbling in places. One arm ended at the elbow, but that didn't seem to slow it down as it took in the thick clouds overhead and then took a rumbling step forward, out of the safety of the shadows and heading for the fire mage.
{{Stone Golem used with permission from Honey}}
