"Ah, but will you help us?" the bard asked, a wry lift to his lips as he considered that the help of gods often came with prices... and some of those weren't always obvious at first. But Ludo was, at least, an honorable young god, even if he was a trickster at heart. Something a fox could appreciate, and so Jigano bowed low before taking Amalia's hand like the precious thing it was and holding her close to his living warmth.
"You are so much stronger than you give yourself credit for," he murmured to his friend, pride and fondness shining in blue eyes as they walk together from the clearing, leaving behind the lights of many lanterns until their way is lit only by one - the one they arrived with, shining white in the darkness. Rory's lantern, leading them home safe again, their duty to Ludo done - but the joy of it lingering within them both.
"You are so much stronger than you give yourself credit for," he murmured to his friend, pride and fondness shining in blue eyes as they walk together from the clearing, leaving behind the lights of many lanterns until their way is lit only by one - the one they arrived with, shining white in the darkness. Rory's lantern, leading them home safe again, their duty to Ludo done - but the joy of it lingering within them both.
