"Your home must be beautiful then." Molly replied, trying to picture what the place might be like if it had people like Ziggy there.
"It's so very sweet how he talks about you," The tiefling comments with a pleased little smile, waiting while Ziggy considers the cards. "It's plain to see his quite enamored of his darling dearest."
Some people didn't like touching the cards. Whether from reverence or from suspicion it wasn't an entirely uncommon thing, so Ziggy indicating without touch was fine to him, humming an affirmation as he slid the card from the line, sweeping the rest into a stack and flipping the lone card face up, revealing the image of a blue tiefling in a green dress, everything about the bright background, the beaming smile, and the exuberant outfling of her arms a show of sheer delight.
"Joy! Now why am I not surprised? You strike me as the same creative sort as this young lady," He couldn't help but think of her, of the mischief and cheer, the absolute joy and affection that was so inherent to Jester, like the little sister he'd never known he was missing in his life. But then others had come, perhaps he'd see his fellow tiefling sometime in the future. "Not to say you can't feel doubts and sorrows, it's part and parcel of existing at times... but there's a skill to making the choice to see past those grey and nasty stormclouds, to turn it into something beautiful and something tells me you've got that knack."
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"It's so very sweet how he talks about you," The tiefling comments with a pleased little smile, waiting while Ziggy considers the cards. "It's plain to see his quite enamored of his darling dearest."
Some people didn't like touching the cards. Whether from reverence or from suspicion it wasn't an entirely uncommon thing, so Ziggy indicating without touch was fine to him, humming an affirmation as he slid the card from the line, sweeping the rest into a stack and flipping the lone card face up, revealing the image of a blue tiefling in a green dress, everything about the bright background, the beaming smile, and the exuberant outfling of her arms a show of sheer delight.
"Joy! Now why am I not surprised? You strike me as the same creative sort as this young lady," He couldn't help but think of her, of the mischief and cheer, the absolute joy and affection that was so inherent to Jester, like the little sister he'd never known he was missing in his life. But then others had come, perhaps he'd see his fellow tiefling sometime in the future. "Not to say you can't feel doubts and sorrows, it's part and parcel of existing at times... but there's a skill to making the choice to see past those grey and nasty stormclouds, to turn it into something beautiful and something tells me you've got that knack."