(Long, delicate fingers wrap around Midnight's hands but he keeps his grip light, as if he could slip away at any moment.)

How eager.

(And here he thought most people were bored of the old ways in thsi new city.)

Service for service, then? (The thought of learning something new is exciting when you're an old spirit like him. Of course, he wouldn't mind a story, either.) If you could offer something new, I would be surprised.

(He's bored. He's so bored he could die. Is that what he wants? He doesn't know what he wants.)

That's right, that's right!

(And the flowers whisper and they gossip and he can only laugh it all off,)

I'm so bored! I could really go for a surprise right now!