Awkward? Oh yes, very much so. But it was not as awkward as it could have been had one or both of them descended to frosty silences or thorny jabs. Really the whole thing was going far better than Jigano had any right to expect. Of course, once apologies had been extended and accepted it might have fallen into uncertain silence, and the bard might have retreated back into the storm with his mission... well, not complete, but at least well-begun. Trying to push a conversation with Deimos did not seem wise if the General was not ready for it, and Jigano was prepared to give them both some time and space to get used to the shift in the balance between them.
It was Deimos who spoke next, however, offering a statement that might have been an invitation, and Jigano drew in a breath of the warm air inside the house and followed the General further into his abode, nodding soberly. "Yes. Ludo told her I would be needed for the task ahead, and I will do everything I can to help her with it." He paused by the table, looking down at the pieces of armor on it with a flicker of a smile of old familiarity. He hadn't worn armor since coming through the portal, his mithral chain shirt with its protective enchantments lost in the transition, along with all the rest of his magical items and attributes. He hovered as Deimos did, not sitting while the General stood, hoping only to not step on any fresh toes in the wake of their recent rebuilding of truce.
It was Deimos who spoke next, however, offering a statement that might have been an invitation, and Jigano drew in a breath of the warm air inside the house and followed the General further into his abode, nodding soberly. "Yes. Ludo told her I would be needed for the task ahead, and I will do everything I can to help her with it." He paused by the table, looking down at the pieces of armor on it with a flicker of a smile of old familiarity. He hadn't worn armor since coming through the portal, his mithral chain shirt with its protective enchantments lost in the transition, along with all the rest of his magical items and attributes. He hovered as Deimos did, not sitting while the General stood, hoping only to not step on any fresh toes in the wake of their recent rebuilding of truce.
