"Janet," Jigano repeated, utterly deadpan for about five seconds before his control broke and he started chuckling, waving at Sam and the empty kettle. "Ah, damn, I needed that. Thank you, Sam," he grinned at his friend, laughter trailing off. "And I'm glad we ran into each other today. We need to talk more often, old friend." He stood, collecting the kettle and mugs and carrying them back to the hearth to clean as Sam prepared to leave.
"Of course, take care on your walk home," he admonished his friend gently. "Watch out for any would-be cube-thieves. Janet-snatchers?" he tried, then shook his head with a wrinkle of his nose. "Ugh. Not one of my better tries. My apologies, that you had to hear that." He chuckled again, more at his own expense and the lingering humor over Sam's little joke. "And I'll look forward to seeing how the Chronicle is coming along in a few days, too! So much to do..." he trailed off, muttering to himself as he stoked up the fire and turned his mind to all the research on the Spire still awaiting his attention.
"Of course, take care on your walk home," he admonished his friend gently. "Watch out for any would-be cube-thieves. Janet-snatchers?" he tried, then shook his head with a wrinkle of his nose. "Ugh. Not one of my better tries. My apologies, that you had to hear that." He chuckled again, more at his own expense and the lingering humor over Sam's little joke. "And I'll look forward to seeing how the Chronicle is coming along in a few days, too! So much to do..." he trailed off, muttering to himself as he stoked up the fire and turned his mind to all the research on the Spire still awaiting his attention.
