[Seasonal Event] Spring Cleaning

He was glad Jigano thought his mythologies idea was worthwhile; Sam had always looked for validation wherever he went and getting some so easily felt wonderful. "Then...then I'll st-start working on it soon." He loved working in the Guildhall, actually. The soft candlelight and quiet atmosphere underneath the Atheneum was really everything he could ask for, the kind of working space he'd dreamt of. He could only shake his head to Maea's question about spectacles. He'd sometimes wondered if he needed them himself, squinting close to the pages to get things right, but had never gotten around to actually looking into it. As for teaching people to read...he wasn't sure he'd be a good teacher, but he'd be willing to try. He gave Jigano a faint nod. Jigano suddenly thrust him into a social situation he hated, forced conversation with a stranger. He awkwardly smiled at Maea, then looked down at the ground and shuffled his feet. "So...u-um...how..um..no." Failed question cut off he looked up and sighed, tried to think about what normal people used for small talk. "...Wh-what do you do? When you're n-not...here?" 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