He accepted Amalia’s hug with only a slight hesitation, and after her arms were around him he gave her a tentative squeeze back. He might not have known Deimos by more than sight, but he welcomed Rexanna ’s appearance with a bright smile and a little half-bow as she winked at him. ”You look divine as always,” he murmured as she drifted over to greet the would-be bakers. Conveniently, she named the man he was to be baking with, and he remembered that she thought well of him. It was as good a reference as Deimos could get, and then the bard laughed as Rex claimed a banner slot, utterly delighted.
The next person to enter was a stranger to him, but the luxere at her side sent a pang of memory through him, and his fingers stretched into a pocket of one of his sleeves to brush a small copper-and-gold charm carried there. The scar revealed by Kiada served as a powerful distraction, however, and he blinked as she drew nearer, joining Deimos and himself at the counter. He nodded to them both, flashing an easy smile. ”I’m Jigano,” he said, including Auni in his introduction as he glanced down to the little creature with a flicker of wistful sadness in his blue eyes. ”Loreseeker and bard. A pleasure to meet you all.”
He almost missedLily ’s entrance, but he recalled the lovely, brave woman from their foray into the Underground and gave her a wave and bright smile of welcome before she went to join Rexanna. Before he could turn away, another entered and his smile softened at the tall young lady’s appearance. ”Hello again, Phoebe ,” he said, a little saddened to see her so nervous among such good people, but he had faith that Rexanna would soon draw her out, and Lily’s natural cheer would bolster the young midwife’s confidence.
He had other things to keep his attention on after that, following along with Amalia’s instructions with intent focus. He took his turn at the water bucket after Deimos, shaking his hands dry before choosing two of the seasoning bowls: Rosemary and Lavender. He had begun to mix them in and was reaching for the flour when he noticed the flavors the large man had chosen with a bright spark of mischief in his blue eyes. ”Oh, a sweet bread?” He asked, definitely interested. ”I wonder if Amalia will mind if we do a bit of taste-testing before the festival…”
The next person to enter was a stranger to him, but the luxere at her side sent a pang of memory through him, and his fingers stretched into a pocket of one of his sleeves to brush a small copper-and-gold charm carried there. The scar revealed by Kiada served as a powerful distraction, however, and he blinked as she drew nearer, joining Deimos and himself at the counter. He nodded to them both, flashing an easy smile. ”I’m Jigano,” he said, including Auni in his introduction as he glanced down to the little creature with a flicker of wistful sadness in his blue eyes. ”Loreseeker and bard. A pleasure to meet you all.”
He almost missed
He had other things to keep his attention on after that, following along with Amalia’s instructions with intent focus. He took his turn at the water bucket after Deimos, shaking his hands dry before choosing two of the seasoning bowls: Rosemary and Lavender. He had begun to mix them in and was reaching for the flour when he noticed the flavors the large man had chosen with a bright spark of mischief in his blue eyes. ”Oh, a sweet bread?” He asked, definitely interested. ”I wonder if Amalia will mind if we do a bit of taste-testing before the festival…”
