Jigano arched a brow at hearing that Sam didn't know many songs. "Well... I think we can certainly explore that," he murmured, a little smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Perhaps you can start coming here a bit more often, hear some of the different things I play?" Some of them would likely make the bookmkaer blush to his toes, but perhaps he wasn't as likely to retreat now as he had been even a few weeks before.
The bard dipped his head, acknowledging his mistake and making a mental note about the color green. And the reason to avoid gifts in dark red. His smile bloomed again as Sam began to speak of what made him happy - and widened at the kind compliments. He managed a little half-bow over his tea, and when he rose again his eyes were sparkling. "Perhaps as you practice it will come more easily?" he suggested. "And it sounds like you have more and more people to practice with." He tilted his head to the side, letting his hair slide over his shoulder in a pale waterfall, his smile fond. "What things do you see in your other friends?"
The bard dipped his head, acknowledging his mistake and making a mental note about the color green. And the reason to avoid gifts in dark red. His smile bloomed again as Sam began to speak of what made him happy - and widened at the kind compliments. He managed a little half-bow over his tea, and when he rose again his eyes were sparkling. "Perhaps as you practice it will come more easily?" he suggested. "And it sounds like you have more and more people to practice with." He tilted his head to the side, letting his hair slide over his shoulder in a pale waterfall, his smile fond. "What things do you see in your other friends?"
