Jigano nodded appreciatively as Maea came to his aid. They moved more slowly than Sam did, with his enhanced strength even in daylight, but what mattered was that the work was being done. He glanced over at his friend as he got the first few inches of topsoil shifted from his square, grinning slightly at the mutter. "Thank you, Sam," he said with feeling. "This is going a lot faster with more hands to help. The inside isn't too bad, at least. But if we get this fixed up now it should hold solid for the foreseeable future." Weeks, months years... it would take longer than that for the window wells to fill in so completely again, and he was already formulating some ideas for protections that could be laid over them next Deepfrost.
For now, though, he talked as he worked, nodding to Maea's questions with thoughtful consideration. "Well... I believe Safrin supports it as well, since she gave the leader of the Monster Hunter's guild a weapon for fighting it." He grunted as he tossed a shovelfull of dirt to the side. "And the Voice certainly seems to want out. The only one I'm unsure of is Frey, and they don't seem to be interested in, ah, fighting." Unless, perhaps, it led to fornicating, but that wasn't a topic he felt like bringing up with either of his friends. "So while they might not support it, I don't think they'll interfere, either."
He tilted his head at her curiously, though, at her worry. Glancing to Sam with a wry smile he gave a little nod before going back to work. "I am, in fact, but I'm a scholar not a warrior." Though once he had been both. But without his magic... "Still, I want to write down what happens, and see with my own eyes how this creature looks and reacts to fire and lightening. And I'll be there in capacity as a medic, as well, if things go wrong," he added, a shadow of sadness passing over his eyes. He still had so much more to learn from Isla... but what he had was still better than most, and might be needed.
For now, though, he talked as he worked, nodding to Maea's questions with thoughtful consideration. "Well... I believe Safrin supports it as well, since she gave the leader of the Monster Hunter's guild a weapon for fighting it." He grunted as he tossed a shovelfull of dirt to the side. "And the Voice certainly seems to want out. The only one I'm unsure of is Frey, and they don't seem to be interested in, ah, fighting." Unless, perhaps, it led to fornicating, but that wasn't a topic he felt like bringing up with either of his friends. "So while they might not support it, I don't think they'll interfere, either."
He tilted his head at her curiously, though, at her worry. Glancing to Sam with a wry smile he gave a little nod before going back to work. "I am, in fact, but I'm a scholar not a warrior." Though once he had been both. But without his magic... "Still, I want to write down what happens, and see with my own eyes how this creature looks and reacts to fire and lightening. And I'll be there in capacity as a medic, as well, if things go wrong," he added, a shadow of sadness passing over his eyes. He still had so much more to learn from Isla... but what he had was still better than most, and might be needed.
