"Therein lies the difference between loreseekers and lorekeepers," the fox said, a flicker of amusement coloring his mental voice. "And your story..." he hesitated thoughtfully for a moment, then came to a decision. "...is not mine to share." Like several others which he held in trust, even if they were for people and beings he would never see again, a world away. With a nod he wrapped the story firmly into his memory, knowing that he would not speak of it again to any but the god itself.
He recognized the hand now, and he arched his neck into the scritching fingers. Before Rory, he might have shied away from the touch to his foxform as much as he would have to his human one. Now, though, he accepted the pets without flinching, letting his eyes drift half-closed as Ludo found a particularly good spot and Jigano leaned into it with a sigh.
A sight that turned into a sneeze of surprise at the offhand gift, and the fox might have laughed if the story he'd witnessed hadn't been so somber. "A new price I will gladly keep paying, then. He is wary of gods... but well worth protecting," he ended fondly.
The thought of prices had both of his ears perking up, and he had to fight the urge to tilt his head up to look at the masked god while he was letting them warm their fingers in his fur. "Ah! I had been waiting until after the new moon for this, but since you are here... I have gifts for you, in my office!" It had taken awhile to get them ready. He had needed to find the raw materials with Edy during Deepfrost and then Long Night had interfered with finding the smith to do the work, but they had finally been completed. After what had happened with Remi he had almost reconsidered... but it seemed churlish to hold back on them now, after all the time and work he'd put into having them made.
He recognized the hand now, and he arched his neck into the scritching fingers. Before Rory, he might have shied away from the touch to his foxform as much as he would have to his human one. Now, though, he accepted the pets without flinching, letting his eyes drift half-closed as Ludo found a particularly good spot and Jigano leaned into it with a sigh.
A sight that turned into a sneeze of surprise at the offhand gift, and the fox might have laughed if the story he'd witnessed hadn't been so somber. "A new price I will gladly keep paying, then. He is wary of gods... but well worth protecting," he ended fondly.
The thought of prices had both of his ears perking up, and he had to fight the urge to tilt his head up to look at the masked god while he was letting them warm their fingers in his fur. "Ah! I had been waiting until after the new moon for this, but since you are here... I have gifts for you, in my office!" It had taken awhile to get them ready. He had needed to find the raw materials with Edy during Deepfrost and then Long Night had interfered with finding the smith to do the work, but they had finally been completed. After what had happened with Remi he had almost reconsidered... but it seemed churlish to hold back on them now, after all the time and work he'd put into having them made.
