RPG - Jas and Alejandro
”Smoked eel sounds lovely,” he says, perhaps more out of courtesy to her than actually being hungry. They take a seat at a little table and wait.
Absinthia is served a bowl of maggot sprinkles that she eagerly digs into with a spoon. Some of them stick to the corners of her mouth, and when he points it out to her she turns bright red and rubs them off with the back of her hand.
The smoked eel and bread are delicious, and to his surprise, Jaspre accepts when offered seconds, leaving not a crumb when he’s done. Across the table the girl talks about her home, the circus, the people who live there, the places they’ve seen, dangling her legs back and forth under the table. It’s a pleasant conversation.
He had almost forgotten how naïve and sweet children can be when they haven’t been tainted by the horrors of the Underworld.
Absinthia is served a bowl of maggot sprinkles that she eagerly digs into with a spoon. Some of them stick to the corners of her mouth, and when he points it out to her she turns bright red and rubs them off with the back of her hand.
The smoked eel and bread are delicious, and to his surprise, Jaspre accepts when offered seconds, leaving not a crumb when he’s done. Across the table the girl talks about her home, the circus, the people who live there, the places they’ve seen, dangling her legs back and forth under the table. It’s a pleasant conversation.
He had almost forgotten how naïve and sweet children can be when they haven’t been tainted by the horrors of the Underworld.