Snippet #1939280

When he heard the knight's retort, the violet-haired bard can't help it. He lost control and laughed out loud at what Crane uttered.
He chuckled and after a few moments tried to calm down when he noticed his companion’s expressions. “I am sorry”, he started stating and placing his hat promptly back on his head. He was very tempted to bow down before them but fortunately successfully squashed the urge.

It was a classic reaction- what Crane had said to him. But the way the knight worded it, in such a suspicious and mistrusting overtone made the moment the more hilarious for Clavis and before he knew it, he had burst out laughing in front of the two.

He sheepishly smiled and turned to them. And with the traces of his earlier merriment still obvious in his face, he uttered, “You should worry not, Sir Knight. I would do no such thing. In fact, I am leaving right now. I was just thinking what waste it would be if Mademoiselle Angelique here would be inclined to search for an odd job just to get a room to stay fortnight when I have one unused for myself.” He looked at the red-haired beauty and smiled encouragingly, his crimson-colored eyes twinkling, “You wouldn’t even feel my presence my lady, and I surely would be gone most of the night.”

‘I’ll be out for a drink anyways’ , he trailed off in his head as he gazed at the girl’s reaction. It had been quite a while after all. He continued remembering the last time that he went out and hunted; a week or two ago if he wasn’t mistaken. He was abruptly forced to, when he had surprisingly met one of his very few friends left.

Though he knew full well that his body can still handle the thirst for several days or more, the recent turn of activities made him rethink his plan and draft a new one. He didn’t knew what interesting things lie ahead, and though he is not certain that such fascinating phenomena would essentially occur, still it would not hurt him to be ready. Such readiness and alertness had helped him quite more than he can count in his very long presence and he decided it wouldn’t hurt him quite a bit more if he will still to continue to do so now.

At this moment whether Angelique takes the room or not, he didn’t care that much. In truth, all he does, whether they be the tiniest or the biggest detail is only for his absolute amusement. Something that will surely cause a definite change compared to his usual quiet and ordinary existence.

Studying Crane at the corner of his eyes, he held back a smirk. The knight… one of those typical fully covered people who seemed to have the greatest pleasure of keeping their identities secret. If there is one of the most uninteresting people he met today, this armored man would have topped the list.

No, it wasn’t anything about him that made Clavis think that way. There is really nothing belittling or dull and monotonous about Crane and his metal suit. Simply put, the wandering bard is not interested to the species of the same gender in any way or form. Though there were those odd people who seemed to call out to his curiosity, it is still such rarity for the musician to keep an active inquisitiveness to those who are of the male kind.

He held back further judgments on this knight however. Who knew, he may just be one of those very few that will spark a light of interest in his almost dulling existence.