Rexanna truly was a wonderful listener, and she had a knack for easing the conversation away from dark memories and back towards the light. He nodded in relief at her mention of a 'peace offering' and gladly set his mind to the task of making it perfect for his blond friend. Between Rexanna's flying fingers and his deft use of the scissors they soon had most of the banner made, and he looked over it admiringly before they added the more difficult rainbow mane and tail.
"When it comes to needle and thread, you might as well have creation magic as fine as anything Remi can boast!" he complimented her with a teasing grin, Isuma purring her agreement as she stretched half out of Rexanna's lap, as bonelessly relaxed as any kitten. They set to the next part with a will, cutting and positioning pieces with a bit of discussion over color placement and a bit of laughter over the gryphlet's tiny snores as she dozed off in the bright sun and warm lap and good company.
By the time the banner was finished the clouds were beginning to move in, threatening a brief but soaking spring shower, and so Jigano collected his gryphlet, helped Rexanna get her supplies safely inside, and then retreated back to his interrupted errands, whistling cheerfully as he jogged to avoid the first fat drops of rain.
"When it comes to needle and thread, you might as well have creation magic as fine as anything Remi can boast!" he complimented her with a teasing grin, Isuma purring her agreement as she stretched half out of Rexanna's lap, as bonelessly relaxed as any kitten. They set to the next part with a will, cutting and positioning pieces with a bit of discussion over color placement and a bit of laughter over the gryphlet's tiny snores as she dozed off in the bright sun and warm lap and good company.
By the time the banner was finished the clouds were beginning to move in, threatening a brief but soaking spring shower, and so Jigano collected his gryphlet, helped Rexanna get her supplies safely inside, and then retreated back to his interrupted errands, whistling cheerfully as he jogged to avoid the first fat drops of rain.
