Jigano returned with tea - not as good as Sam brewed, but less painful going down than the more usual whiskey and moonshine behind the bar. He wasn't sure how the Ascended would take to alcohol, but since he knew that his friend like tea, it seemed the safest bet. He set the battered tin pot with its steaming liquid and two chipped, glazed clay cups down, pouring for both of them as he grinned at his friend's compliment.
"It's the best place in town to play," he quipped easily, letting his eyes roam the regulars and his coworkers with a wry smile. "Vervain has been kind to me, and Edy is a friend, as far as she'll let me be. Most of the people here are just trying to get by. Live a little, love a little, and eke out a little happiness in this strange, twisted snowglobe we're trapped in."
Blue eyes flicked back to Sam with an arched brow, lips twitching into more of a grin. "I'm no more regal than anyone else here - less than some, considering the Northaven bunch. I learned young that if you can speak with confidence and hold yourself with dignity, that others will listen. Even if that confidence and dignity are just an act." He raised his cup, warming his fingers idly as he sniffed the strong black blend. "But no, I've played more places like this than I have noble palaces or opulent manors. Those sorts want... oh, pets, I suppose. Permanent retainers who will swear loyalty and take orders. I have too much wandering in my bones now... and too much truth, to obey such commands." He raised a brow over his cup, smile returning as he watched his friend through the steam.
"It's the best place in town to play," he quipped easily, letting his eyes roam the regulars and his coworkers with a wry smile. "Vervain has been kind to me, and Edy is a friend, as far as she'll let me be. Most of the people here are just trying to get by. Live a little, love a little, and eke out a little happiness in this strange, twisted snowglobe we're trapped in."
Blue eyes flicked back to Sam with an arched brow, lips twitching into more of a grin. "I'm no more regal than anyone else here - less than some, considering the Northaven bunch. I learned young that if you can speak with confidence and hold yourself with dignity, that others will listen. Even if that confidence and dignity are just an act." He raised his cup, warming his fingers idly as he sniffed the strong black blend. "But no, I've played more places like this than I have noble palaces or opulent manors. Those sorts want... oh, pets, I suppose. Permanent retainers who will swear loyalty and take orders. I have too much wandering in my bones now... and too much truth, to obey such commands." He raised a brow over his cup, smile returning as he watched his friend through the steam.
