The gift was unexpected but appreciated all the more for its spontaneity. "Thank you," he murmured, scooping up the earplugs to examine them with curiosity before tucking them into one of the pickets hidden in his wide sleeves. "Best to be prepared, just in case." Given that he was heading out into the unknown forest tomorrow, it was handy indeed, if they ran into banshees outside of the barrier. Like the Wicker Women, he could only assume the creatures beyond the bubble's stifling influence would be larger, healthier - and even more dangerous.
"I can't," Jigano had to admit, with a faint grimace. "It's a dangerous gift, as likely to bite the one who holds it as anything else. That's why I'm hoping the crystal dagger idea might help to contain it in such a way that it can be controlled... Well. It's a worth a try at least, I hope," he smiled wryly, giving a rueful shrug. "Though I'd probably test the cauterizing idea on a Magna Vermis steak before using it on anything living!" Best case scenario, he'd get a tasty dinner out of it! Worst case, well, he could use the flaming chunk of meat to cook something else, maybe.
The mention of what the feather had cost brought a slight tightening to the bard's eyes, a wince only partially controlled as he nodded acknowledgment. "It was... not something I would wish even on an enemy," he sighed, glancing down to his folded hands. Picking up Remi's list he began to toy with it idly, folding it and creasing it as he looked up again with a smile that held more shadows than humor at the memory. "I take it Rory told you what happened...?" he asked, a little hesitant.
"I can't," Jigano had to admit, with a faint grimace. "It's a dangerous gift, as likely to bite the one who holds it as anything else. That's why I'm hoping the crystal dagger idea might help to contain it in such a way that it can be controlled... Well. It's a worth a try at least, I hope," he smiled wryly, giving a rueful shrug. "Though I'd probably test the cauterizing idea on a Magna Vermis steak before using it on anything living!" Best case scenario, he'd get a tasty dinner out of it! Worst case, well, he could use the flaming chunk of meat to cook something else, maybe.
The mention of what the feather had cost brought a slight tightening to the bard's eyes, a wince only partially controlled as he nodded acknowledgment. "It was... not something I would wish even on an enemy," he sighed, glancing down to his folded hands. Picking up Remi's list he began to toy with it idly, folding it and creasing it as he looked up again with a smile that held more shadows than humor at the memory. "I take it Rory told you what happened...?" he asked, a little hesitant.
