He felt the tension ripple through Rory – how could he miss it, with how close they were? – and he glanced aside at his friend with a moment’s worry. Ah, but the last time Rory and Rexanna had seen each other had been a terrible day, and though Rexanna had spent time thinking of how to mend figurative fences, Rory had been busy mending actual ones on the farm. Without thought for consequences or how it might be misinterpreted, he freed his hand from the hunter’s so he could slide his arm more firmly around Rory’s waist, tucking him close against the lorekeeper’s side to give the man what reassurance he could.
Jigano grinned at Rexanna, a little shyness still lingering from his impulsive gesture, as he admired the colorful banner and Isuma purred on Rory’s shoulder and began to preen in obvious pride at what she had inspired. ”It’s even more beautiful than last I saw it!” he agreed. ”Thank you, lovely Rexanna!” He reached for it with his free hand, hooking it over his arm as he hummed in quiet consideration. ”Maybe Amalia will let us display it at the bakery’s stall?”
He held his breath as his partner’s banner was displayed, hoping that it might stir the hunter from the tense daze he had fallen into. The awkward answer sent a flicker of disappointment through him, but then again, he didn’t think Rory enjoyed being reminded of his angry speech on the hill that day, when everyone’s tempers were running high. Jigano knew that Rexanna meant well, but it might take the hunter a little longer to come to terms with it, and his smile returned with only a brief faltering. ”Talys was our inspiration,” he murmured. ”Though the rainbows were a more whimsical touch we came up, so she’d match Isuma’s banner.” He squeezed Rory’s waist lightly, sensing that perhaps his friend would like a moment to recover himself. They had been about to…
Well. Maybe they hadn’t. But he rather thought they both wanted to. It was a strange thought still, though he was slowly getting used to it. It was a warmth in him, a fizzing in his blood, and a mix of anxiousness and desperate hope best expressed with Isuma’s purring, especially when it left him breathless and at a loss for words. But, too, there was the desire to enjoy every moment they had together regardless of what they were – or weren’t – doing together, to imprint each minute and hour in each other’s company into his memory.
Even when that time was spent with other friends, as Rexanna was with them now. And if Rory needed a little space, well, his fox was more than able to provide it, especially with a friend like the former queen.
”We did good work,” he grinned to her, but his smile faltered a bit as he nodded to her neck, a little worry in his eyes. ”I take it that you’re healing up alright? I’m assuming that’s from the night at the Spire, when Lucas lost control…?”
Jigano grinned at Rexanna, a little shyness still lingering from his impulsive gesture, as he admired the colorful banner and Isuma purred on Rory’s shoulder and began to preen in obvious pride at what she had inspired. ”It’s even more beautiful than last I saw it!” he agreed. ”Thank you, lovely Rexanna!” He reached for it with his free hand, hooking it over his arm as he hummed in quiet consideration. ”Maybe Amalia will let us display it at the bakery’s stall?”
He held his breath as his partner’s banner was displayed, hoping that it might stir the hunter from the tense daze he had fallen into. The awkward answer sent a flicker of disappointment through him, but then again, he didn’t think Rory enjoyed being reminded of his angry speech on the hill that day, when everyone’s tempers were running high. Jigano knew that Rexanna meant well, but it might take the hunter a little longer to come to terms with it, and his smile returned with only a brief faltering. ”Talys was our inspiration,” he murmured. ”Though the rainbows were a more whimsical touch we came up, so she’d match Isuma’s banner.” He squeezed Rory’s waist lightly, sensing that perhaps his friend would like a moment to recover himself. They had been about to…
Well. Maybe they hadn’t. But he rather thought they both wanted to. It was a strange thought still, though he was slowly getting used to it. It was a warmth in him, a fizzing in his blood, and a mix of anxiousness and desperate hope best expressed with Isuma’s purring, especially when it left him breathless and at a loss for words. But, too, there was the desire to enjoy every moment they had together regardless of what they were – or weren’t – doing together, to imprint each minute and hour in each other’s company into his memory.
Even when that time was spent with other friends, as Rexanna was with them now. And if Rory needed a little space, well, his fox was more than able to provide it, especially with a friend like the former queen.
”We did good work,” he grinned to her, but his smile faltered a bit as he nodded to her neck, a little worry in his eyes. ”I take it that you’re healing up alright? I’m assuming that’s from the night at the Spire, when Lucas lost control…?”
