The look on Melody's face was not easily described as she processed what had just transpired. Strained mixed with surprise and..... shock, maybe? After the explosion dust settled and Clef had calmed down, she reached over to help Martsia steady Nicodeme. When they were certain the skittish bird would not bolt, Melody hopped down and walked over to the charred and smoky professor.
"I'm not too sure what you'd hoped to accomplish there, but I hope a lesson was learned." she said, pulling Jig to his feet and brushing off some of the dust from his coat in an almost motherly fashion. "Please be more careful the next time you try to snag your own personal hot air balloon."
Looking back to Martsia and signaling the okay, Melody walked back to Clef shaking her head "Agh, this day is turning out to be crazy already and we haven't even left the Mist yet." she mounted back up and looked back to the still dazed professor. "We were just heading into Limsa, Jig. Do you need a ride anywhere? Clef can handle two."
"I'm not too sure what you'd hoped to accomplish there, but I hope a lesson was learned." she said, pulling Jig to his feet and brushing off some of the dust from his coat in an almost motherly fashion. "Please be more careful the next time you try to snag your own personal hot air balloon."
Looking back to Martsia and signaling the okay, Melody walked back to Clef shaking her head "Agh, this day is turning out to be crazy already and we haven't even left the Mist yet." she mounted back up and looked back to the still dazed professor. "We were just heading into Limsa, Jig. Do you need a ride anywhere? Clef can handle two."
Oschon, Oh Oschon
What did we do to thee
That you'd let us be ravaged by
This sickness of the sea
What did we do to thee
That you'd let us be ravaged by
This sickness of the sea
