Caiside wished he could laugh in this form, Jigano’s wit surfacing in his mental voice at last. The closest he could manage was letting his joy filter through the connection between them, though he didn’t know if hianemotion would be carried like his words were. Though he did have to stop and think about the other mans words after that. I suppose you’re right. He conceded after a moment. Between the two of them, Caiside was certain they’d find something to talk about, but stories were the most obvious. And he wanted to hear more of Jigano’s past. He could deal with missing out on the jumacea that came with body language for that.
There was a part of him that felt smug about the other man sharing his opinion of Remi. A small, petty part of him, but a part of him nonetheless. The feeling was dampened quickly by the somberness of the moment, Caiside growing somewhat numb. If Ronin was as good a man as you think he is, then it is a shame I was never able to meet him either.
Things will always be broken by mortal hands. It’s simply the nature of people. Caiside pointed out. The gods must have known this day would come. He sighed, already weary with the idea of war, especially war he had next to no stakes in. He had been in enough of thoswnto last him a lifetime, that they nearly had filled his lifetime. There will be a right side. Perhaps not right to everyone, but wars have winners. The sides are decided by them. He shivered after his words, an uncomfortable chill trying to settle in his shoulders. The last thing Caiside wanted to find himself embroiled in was a war.
There was a part of him that felt smug about the other man sharing his opinion of Remi. A small, petty part of him, but a part of him nonetheless. The feeling was dampened quickly by the somberness of the moment, Caiside growing somewhat numb. If Ronin was as good a man as you think he is, then it is a shame I was never able to meet him either.
Things will always be broken by mortal hands. It’s simply the nature of people. Caiside pointed out. The gods must have known this day would come. He sighed, already weary with the idea of war, especially war he had next to no stakes in. He had been in enough of thoswnto last him a lifetime, that they nearly had filled his lifetime. There will be a right side. Perhaps not right to everyone, but wars have winners. The sides are decided by them. He shivered after his words, an uncomfortable chill trying to settle in his shoulders. The last thing Caiside wanted to find himself embroiled in was a war.
