House Hydra: Ashton & Barclay & Open
"A celebratory feast. Interesting." Ashton had a hundred follow up questions about that, but he kept them to himself for now, wanting to do some reading first before he appeared too naive to the witch. It was bad enough he'd fallen into the boy's ploy and now owed him a favor. But he kept his thoughts from dwelling on that too much. Their conversation was going smoothly and almost felt natural. Normal. As normal as things got around there.
"That is what 'fun' means, is it not? To enjoy yourself? At least, that is Trent's philosophy. It was..." he trailed off briefly and gave a shrug, turning the cigarette between his fingers again before he stretched his legs out in front of him. "It was enjoyable." Finally a flicker of a smile rose the corner of his mouth and he rolled his eyes at Barclay. "What are you smirking at?"