KORBIN
at least I know how I can make you
laugh like no one else
laugh like no one else
Korbin usually wasn't much of a hugger himself. But he had moments, and this was apparently one of them. If nothing else, there was a great urge to make up for all the pain he'd been giving her lately, and hugs was one way. But since they were not on the schedule... he would have to come up with some other way of repaying her. Many other ways, in fact.
"Me neither," he admitted. "I was about ready to give up on that shrine. Can you believe, I actually got cursed a third time? But then Safrin turned up anyway, and removed it. If not, I'd be looking like a grinning fool right about now, sounding happy as ever, even though it would have been a fucking lie." His relief at avoiding that fate was palpable, and no doubt this exuberant mood was in part thanks to that intervention.
Seating himself on a barstool next to the one he had dislodged her from, Korbin slumped against the bar, leaning back on his elbows. "Aisha... something or other. Forgot the rest of the name. I went to check the Notice Board for something I was curious about, and she was there. We just talked. Well, wrote, really... It was just a joke, really; she said she felt sorry for me being deaf, and I suggested she should put in a good word next time she prayed." He hauled up a letter from a pocket on his coat, and waved it in the air. "Apparently, she took it far more seriously than I did."
Korbin looked delighted yet perplexed, still hardly able to believe it. That a stranger had gone out of her way to help... and that it had worked.
When she showed him the notebook, he leaned in to have a closer look. Letting the letter down onto the countertop, he looked through the list of drinks she had started on, recognizing a few that were in circulation already.
"That would help a lot," he agreed. "Need any help with it? A food menue might be a good idea too. Some of the outlanders don't know our usual food, and most of the locals keep asking about the new stuff you add." He grinned playfully and poked a tickling finger at her. "So far, you've managed to upset both sides. Apparently they don't eat Luxere in the Grounds."
It still seemed strange to him, but then again, so were all outsiders.
"Me neither," he admitted. "I was about ready to give up on that shrine. Can you believe, I actually got cursed a third time? But then Safrin turned up anyway, and removed it. If not, I'd be looking like a grinning fool right about now, sounding happy as ever, even though it would have been a fucking lie." His relief at avoiding that fate was palpable, and no doubt this exuberant mood was in part thanks to that intervention.
Seating himself on a barstool next to the one he had dislodged her from, Korbin slumped against the bar, leaning back on his elbows. "Aisha... something or other. Forgot the rest of the name. I went to check the Notice Board for something I was curious about, and she was there. We just talked. Well, wrote, really... It was just a joke, really; she said she felt sorry for me being deaf, and I suggested she should put in a good word next time she prayed." He hauled up a letter from a pocket on his coat, and waved it in the air. "Apparently, she took it far more seriously than I did."
Korbin looked delighted yet perplexed, still hardly able to believe it. That a stranger had gone out of her way to help... and that it had worked.
When she showed him the notebook, he leaned in to have a closer look. Letting the letter down onto the countertop, he looked through the list of drinks she had started on, recognizing a few that were in circulation already.
"That would help a lot," he agreed. "Need any help with it? A food menue might be a good idea too. Some of the outlanders don't know our usual food, and most of the locals keep asking about the new stuff you add." He grinned playfully and poked a tickling finger at her. "So far, you've managed to upset both sides. Apparently they don't eat Luxere in the Grounds."
It still seemed strange to him, but then again, so were all outsiders.
Oh I'm such a mess
But at least I've always been myself
But at least I've always been myself
