Chapter 655: Second Impressions

True to his word, the man with the limp kept tight-lipped about anything more to do with my Dad and their past. 

For some time we were just two random individuals sharing a bench, and in the silence, I took the time to admire all the completed stalls and venues that had only barely begun assembly during my last visit.

"Looks like your event is coming along quite nicely," I remarked. 

"Yes, indeed," He said with the most subtlest look of admiration on his face. "I aim for it to be the most festive time this city has ever seen. After undergoing such a cataclysmic event as the one we had, it will do us much good to have some levity and happiness, if only for a while." 

When it came to cataclysmic events, there was only one that immediately comes to mind. Obviously, he was referring to the Blightfall. 

"Didn't think you cared," I muttered. "What with your line of business and all."