Sam was surprised when Jigano bowed, gave him a confused frown in response. He was unused to sympathy and politeness. Especially when it came to anything to do with his family, who stayed like permanent shadows in the back of his mind, taunting everything he did. "Oh, it's fine. But...thank you." He replied, happy to have the approval of Jigano regardless. He supposed his name was quite good for his work; he had never particularly thought about it.
He was given a task he felt more than confident in completing. With a grin, Sam stood up and looked around at the shelves surrounding them. "Yes. Wait here."
Stepping away from the table (and not noticing the small book move by itself) he walked off between two shelves, searching for a book he knew had to be nearby; the volumes in this place seemed to move around from day to day, but over time he picked up a general geography of the place. Finding what he wanted, a slim tall book with a dark blue fabric cover, he bought it happily back to Jigano.
Upon arriving back at the table he glanced at the small volume, confused as to whether it had been there before, but didn't mention it, opening the book he held in his hands out on the table. "It's..um. A love story. But it has the most beautiful illustrations and look!" He pointed to a golden, curling sentence written at the top of the page. "The writing is in gold ink. It makes my heart sing. I-It's about a warrior, who has to go to war. But he loves a woman in his home town and doesn't want to leave."
He was given a task he felt more than confident in completing. With a grin, Sam stood up and looked around at the shelves surrounding them. "Yes. Wait here."
Stepping away from the table (and not noticing the small book move by itself) he walked off between two shelves, searching for a book he knew had to be nearby; the volumes in this place seemed to move around from day to day, but over time he picked up a general geography of the place. Finding what he wanted, a slim tall book with a dark blue fabric cover, he bought it happily back to Jigano.
Upon arriving back at the table he glanced at the small volume, confused as to whether it had been there before, but didn't mention it, opening the book he held in his hands out on the table. "It's..um. A love story. But it has the most beautiful illustrations and look!" He pointed to a golden, curling sentence written at the top of the page. "The writing is in gold ink. It makes my heart sing. I-It's about a warrior, who has to go to war. But he loves a woman in his home town and doesn't want to leave."
