Definitely not Wessex on the other end, and Jigano breathed a silent sigh of relief. Isuma cocked her head at him curiously as he paused a moment, trying to sort who it could be on the other end of the magical connection. One of Remi's friends, obviously, but the popular alchemist had many, and he smiled ruefully as he realized there was a very simple way to find out.
"No," he said gently. "I'm sorry. This shell was in his shop and I recognized it from LongNight. This is Jigano. Who are you?" Chances were fairly good that his name would be recognized without further introduction if its mate had been taken by anyone in the Temple over LongNight. He reached out to rub Isuma's ears to calm himself, surprised that it had worked on the first time, but relieved, too, that the mystery would finally be solved.
"No," he said gently. "I'm sorry. This shell was in his shop and I recognized it from LongNight. This is Jigano. Who are you?" Chances were fairly good that his name would be recognized without further introduction if its mate had been taken by anyone in the Temple over LongNight. He reached out to rub Isuma's ears to calm himself, surprised that it had worked on the first time, but relieved, too, that the mystery would finally be solved.
