"I love stories of any kind really," he replies and takes a seat next to the old man, journal balanced carefully on his lap, "But I like the non-fiction sort the most. Everyone has a story or two, and sometimes those are way more interesting then something that's been made up."

And he imagined someone this old MUST have a bunch of them. Not... that he's going to be rude and say those thoughts exactly like that.

"Do you have one like that, Sir? One of your own, that you'd like someone to hear?"