Sam's earnest apology, sincere and heartfelt, was appreciated, and Jigano nodded his head to accept it with a smile. "Thank you, my friend. And I understand why you did it, with how the Attuned are treated here, and how 'normal' they are as part of the populace. I just... wasn't ready to talk about it yet, when you asked. It was something I needed to find my own time and courage to do, and I'm glad that you know, now." He tilted his head to watch the playful companions, lips quirking a little higher as he shook his head slightly to try and clear up a misconception. "It wasn't awful, though. Or at least... maybe because I grew up with it, it didn't seem strange to hide what I was. It was just the way things were. No one knew what I was, so it was never an issue. I only had the usual problems with being a slender, bookish boy in a town filled with the sons and daughters of smiths," he added wryly. "But I was my mother's son, and an Oracle by birth, so even then they didn't push me too far."
The cautious question earned a chuckle, and Jigano set his empty teacup down with a smile. "I will always be a kitsune, in my heart and soul," he said simply. "It is how I was born, and who I am, even if it was a secret from everyone else. But technically, yes, I suppose the body I wear is human." He raised a brow at his friend, wondering if Sam would have any other questions for him while he was in an answering mood.
The cautious question earned a chuckle, and Jigano set his empty teacup down with a smile. "I will always be a kitsune, in my heart and soul," he said simply. "It is how I was born, and who I am, even if it was a secret from everyone else. But technically, yes, I suppose the body I wear is human." He raised a brow at his friend, wondering if Sam would have any other questions for him while he was in an answering mood.
