"...tell me another one..." His lips were touched by the gentlest of smiles as he leaned forward. "Tell me one that I don't know for I have been here for a very long time and have heard so many of them. If you can make me laugh, then perhaps I'll tell you my darkest secret and let you take it to your grave when you have become an old man."
Dallieh is so secretive. Today was a good day for him. He was smiling. I know it's funny to say that something made of an immovable surface can have such drastic changes in his expression, but he looks like he's smiling, just slightly amused by a joke he's heard a hundred times before. Maybe I told him my dead baby joke. It's always been the clincher in a new friendship for me. The people who laugh are the ones that I seem to really bond with, the ones who look at me appalled, well, maybe they would have been cool to hang out with but... the didn't have the brass ones to withstand the commentary.