Fabian observed the man’s bafflement with an amused look and tipped his head a little as if he took the mildest pleasure out of it all. He wasn’t sure what it was that urged him to speak. Perhaps the atmosphere, perhaps the man, or perhaps being in this nexus… Fabian’s tale was nothing short of grim and yet with a moment of consideration he began.

“Oh, come now. Don’t give me that look,” came playfully. “If you’re so inclined, then i'll tell you a story that began over 300 years ago.”

He stopped there, curious over the reaction on that remark alone.