"R-right. A...hypothetical...hm. I have met some other Ascendeds. I have not liked any of them. So I suppose I un-understand." Sam could definitely imagine Archebold drinking blood 'like a kitten with milk', so he supposed Jigano's suspicion was probably healthy in the long run. Not all Ascendeds had anxiety and a kind heart.
Still, he was relieved when Jigano dropped the subject. Slowly lowering his legs and relaxing, defences down, he nodded at the suggestion of cards. Finding them was another matter than agreeing to playing them, but after a few minutes digging about in dusty corners and underneath old books, he found a slightly battered old pack themed around birds.
Laying them out on the table before them he taught Jigano an old easy game, one he had played as a child with his sister; more similar to Snap than anything more complex one might find in an inn. The simple game and joy of having some company easily passed a couple of hours on until the sky was truly dark outside.
Still, he was relieved when Jigano dropped the subject. Slowly lowering his legs and relaxing, defences down, he nodded at the suggestion of cards. Finding them was another matter than agreeing to playing them, but after a few minutes digging about in dusty corners and underneath old books, he found a slightly battered old pack themed around birds.
Laying them out on the table before them he taught Jigano an old easy game, one he had played as a child with his sister; more similar to Snap than anything more complex one might find in an inn. The simple game and joy of having some company easily passed a couple of hours on until the sky was truly dark outside.
