"That's what I'm doing right now, Merchant Taliesin." The bard gave his friend a wink. "It seemed easier to start with someone I know, rather than accosting strangers. I'll have to move on to buying drinks and writing down rumors from unreliable sources eventually, though. It's been awhile since I relied on those old skills." He gave a rueful shake of his head and followed Ronin to the wagon, relaxing in the shade of a large palm.
Ronin's blush was almost payment enough, Jigano having forgotten how shy the former captain could be about accolades. "So, do we have a deal after all?" he teased. "No refrain, and I never sing the first verse again, in exchange for being able to drown slightly less if I end up in the drink?" He was content to wait outside, not wishing to intrude on what seemed to be a home as much as a store, though he'd poke his head in if invited.
Ronin's blush was almost payment enough, Jigano having forgotten how shy the former captain could be about accolades. "So, do we have a deal after all?" he teased. "No refrain, and I never sing the first verse again, in exchange for being able to drown slightly less if I end up in the drink?" He was content to wait outside, not wishing to intrude on what seemed to be a home as much as a store, though he'd poke his head in if invited.
