Tale as Old as Time

Sam listened quietly to Jigano's words on his lost friend, not wanting to interrupt, only moving to pour himself a little more tea, but he kept his eyes on the bard. He could only hoped when he died he might be remembered so fondly - Jigano's words made him smile, affection for Adam clearly showing through them. "He sounds like a good man and friend. I'm sorry. Will you be putting up a lantern for him later this season?" He asked, leaning back to drink his new hot tea. "I considered putting one up for my father, but...I don't think they'd let me put up a lantern covered in curses." A wry smile then for this dark joke, which he hoped Jigano wouldn't mind. Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child