ZIDANE
As the cheerful greeting came his way he got almost surprised over the turn of events but still managed to reply with a fairly convincing smile upon his face. A nice greeting was always a good thing to run into after all even though Zidane's face muscles needed some training still (in a way), hell he barely ever smiled. But now that rusted smile lit up his face towards the other man that so cheerfully greeted him. He turned those bright eyes to the wet floor as it was mentioned before trailing back up at Sam. "Hello back." He said calmly as he took a few steps closer to the book keeper, running his fingers over some books as he went forward, eyes fixed on the titles as he passed them. His demeanor was calmed and balanced without giving a sign over how messed up Zidane truly was inside. "A good book is worth waiting for after all. Brings some light into this world during the sleepless nights one may encounter" Try like always since he didn't really sleep a lot, half sleep was the best he could wish for really considering what he really was and had been the past 20 some years.
"You have been closed a while, all okay?" He then asked looking at Sam with a slightly furrowed brow. One never really knew what this world threw at you after all so a decent question about someone else's was the decent thing to do. Last longnight had after all been a tough one for many people and almost as many had perished from the monsters Zidane so despised. As a thick book graced his hand he looked down at it to investigate if it was a book he had seen before or not. Read the title of the book in a intrigued manner. By now he could probably open his very own bookstore from all the books in his home but he was a bit of a collector of them however so it was highly unlikely that he would sell his collection.
"You have been closed a while, all okay?" He then asked looking at Sam with a slightly furrowed brow. One never really knew what this world threw at you after all so a decent question about someone else's was the decent thing to do. Last longnight had after all been a tough one for many people and almost as many had perished from the monsters Zidane so despised. As a thick book graced his hand he looked down at it to investigate if it was a book he had seen before or not. Read the title of the book in a intrigued manner. By now he could probably open his very own bookstore from all the books in his home but he was a bit of a collector of them however so it was highly unlikely that he would sell his collection.
Don't mind me, I'm just marking my territory
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
