Hushed casket - - open

[jacob w.c.]

Jacob wasn't sure how to feel about Silentgrave. At first, he'd been terrified of the great mass of a creature but then he felt rather guilty about that. He knew better than anyone that it wasn't fair to judge someone solely based on their appearance or first impressions yet that's exactly what he'd done. This was his clanmate, not some kind of monster. He should get to know them in the same way he'd try to get to know anyone else, over a nice bowl of pasta or some moist cake and some board games. He had to admit that the other's appearance was quite... unsettling but that was no reason to treat them any differently. What would they even like to eat? He wasn't sure but he'd started putting together a possible menu. He wanted everything to be perfect when he finally worked up the courage to ask them what they liked. He was prepared for the answer that they weren't sure and so he'd tried to think of a nice mix of simple, bland dishes. He didn't want anything too pungent (though he'd been unable to keep his pesto bread balls off the list, they were absolute perfection as far as he was concerned) because he'd feel awful if the creature didn't end up liking any of them.

As he walked and thought, he noticed the being who was the very subject of his thoughts today. He made his way over with the best smile he could muster as he looked up at Silentgrave.  "Hello, Silentgrave, 's nice ta' see ya' again," the boy spoke, pausing for a moment before adding, "Uh, hey, I was wonderin' if ya'd be interested in playin' some games n' havin' some dinner some time? We could 'ave pasta n' stuff. I feel real bad I 'aven't gotten ta' know ya' real well even though ya've been 'ere for awhile."

★ though the scars remain and tears will never dry, i'll bless my homeland til i die ━