Samuel
As his gift was taken with such obvious gratitude from Deimos (perhaps the man did not emote quite as strongly as others, but Sam could tell his was a genuine smile) Sam grinned in return and nodded. "You're welcome. It was lovely to make." Even if he had had to have a glass of wine and a cry after about his own doomed future when it came to getting married. The smile from Jigano was nice and he gave one back, though his eyes were a little sad.Since his gift had gone down well he supposed he would go to the table with Deimos to work on the lanterns, confident enough that his craftsman skills with books would at least kind of translate into lanterns: he'd made his fair share for the Festival of Lights, at least. "Tell me what I should be making and I'll try my best." He promised, looking at the tools and supplies set out before him and gathering the basics.
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Sam goes to help make lanterns!
And it's hard to write about being happy
'Cause the older I get
'Cause the older I get
I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject
