Luckily for her, Jigano wasn’t about to wheel her away to some place to examine her mind. And as he spoke, she chuckled too with him as she continued to sew in the bits and pieces. “It’s strange, really. But that’s exactly it.” She offered quietly. “Sometimes just standing there and the wind hits just right, reminds you of another time and place with experiences you’ve never had or never will. I don’t believe nostalgia is the correct word for it but, it’s something like that.” With this, she laughed at the idea – pushing aside everything else that came barreling down. The sadness that billowed in her chest at the idea of children, thankful that Jigano’s praise of her magic brought her back to the reality she was in.
“It’s quite handy.” She added with a wink and a quiet laugh. But she settled as soon as Isuma did too, allowing Rexanna to figure out just where to put the colors and lay them out in a way that would still be legible, without turning into a blob of color that blended too alike. When he spoke, she let her gaze slip to him with a grin. “With a face like that, how could you not be helpless?” She questioned him with a giggle. “Oh I would spoil her plenty.” She informed him with a crooked smile as she looked back down to her work and contemplated his question.
What would she choose for herself if she could? Would it be a bird? A creature like Marembo? A snake? A dragon? There were far too many options, and she contemplated it for a few minutes longer before exhaling and laughing quietly at the sudden pause in their conversation. “That’s a hard question. I’m not sure what I would like?” She paused. It wasn’t the responsibility per say that she was worried about. It was the idea of having someone bonded to you in soul. She had a hard enough time letting anyone in too close let alone a small creature that would depend on her.
“I love dogs, though.” She replied as she finished adding in the feathers to the wing and looked back to Jigano. “Did you get to pick what she was? Or did she come to you as what she is?” She asked, tilting her head and completely intrigued by the answer. Perhaps it was best to not know and be surprised.
“It’s quite handy.” She added with a wink and a quiet laugh. But she settled as soon as Isuma did too, allowing Rexanna to figure out just where to put the colors and lay them out in a way that would still be legible, without turning into a blob of color that blended too alike. When he spoke, she let her gaze slip to him with a grin. “With a face like that, how could you not be helpless?” She questioned him with a giggle. “Oh I would spoil her plenty.” She informed him with a crooked smile as she looked back down to her work and contemplated his question.
What would she choose for herself if she could? Would it be a bird? A creature like Marembo? A snake? A dragon? There were far too many options, and she contemplated it for a few minutes longer before exhaling and laughing quietly at the sudden pause in their conversation. “That’s a hard question. I’m not sure what I would like?” She paused. It wasn’t the responsibility per say that she was worried about. It was the idea of having someone bonded to you in soul. She had a hard enough time letting anyone in too close let alone a small creature that would depend on her.
“I love dogs, though.” She replied as she finished adding in the feathers to the wing and looked back to Jigano. “Did you get to pick what she was? Or did she come to you as what she is?” She asked, tilting her head and completely intrigued by the answer. Perhaps it was best to not know and be surprised.
