Pleasure, a distraction? Well... for a machine, it probably would be. Hence why the ability to feel it had been taken in the first place. But then the Voice mentioned removing 'emotion and morality' as an option - not yet but that still meant maybe later and the bard drew in a sharp breath. The underground might have kept away the worst of winter's chill, but a trickle of ice made it way into Jigano's chest anyways at the implications.
The Voice was pleased with Remi's intentions, and his work, however unsettled Jigano was by it. He took in her appearance - pleasing, nonthreatening, perhaps deliberately so? - but tensed when she reacted as he had to the alchemist's phrasing. Would she be angry with his criticism of her work? Dismissive of their task due to his ill-chosen words?
But... no. She settled and, moreover, agreed, in spite of the young man's stumbling attempts to recover his momentum with her. Inch by inch the bard relaxed, letting out a soft sigh of relief as it seemed Remi would get his wish after all, and without losing a memory or being dragged into life-threatening peril.
Heretics, though? What an interesting way to refer to fellow gods...
The Voice was pleased with Remi's intentions, and his work, however unsettled Jigano was by it. He took in her appearance - pleasing, nonthreatening, perhaps deliberately so? - but tensed when she reacted as he had to the alchemist's phrasing. Would she be angry with his criticism of her work? Dismissive of their task due to his ill-chosen words?
But... no. She settled and, moreover, agreed, in spite of the young man's stumbling attempts to recover his momentum with her. Inch by inch the bard relaxed, letting out a soft sigh of relief as it seemed Remi would get his wish after all, and without losing a memory or being dragged into life-threatening peril.
Heretics, though? What an interesting way to refer to fellow gods...
