Faolan couldn't help but smile brightly down at Lucien when he spoke Irish to him. There was nothing like hearing your mother tongue on the lips of the person you loved. He answered, and held himself back from pulling Lucien into his arms right then and there. He knew that the two of them would have time tonight, so he held himself back. The Frenchman was in for one hell of a long night if he kept this up.

He smiled down at the little girl when Lucien gifted her their extra winnings, but kept his distance, knowing that parents found his presence a little intimidating. The girl hardly noticed him, and he didn't blame her, he wouldn't have seen himself either with Lucien right in front of him. 

The pair continued through the carnival, seeing various attractions. Neither of them were interested in the "twins" so they moved on to other things. The contortionist was most memorable to Faolan; even through all of his training, he had not ever been able to bend his body to such extremes. It was certainly something to see, and more so than the so-called "Turtle Boy". The Irishman had actually laughed out loud when they saw what this place was passing as a "freakshow". Absurd was the only word for it. 

As they made their way to the last attraction of the night, Faolan saw many people heading for the exit. It seemed that the show was about to close, but they figured they had time to see this "Son of the Serpent" before they left. As they headed toward the tent, Faolan shrugged, still smiling in amazement at what they had just witnessed.[color=a36209] "It might be a literal title, eh? Maybe it's just a male snake."[/color] He truly hoped he was wrong, but Faolan couldn't deny that the place had showed a lack of creativity over everything else. It seemed that they were more interested in the shock value of the one-time visitor than anything else. It was disappointing, but Faolan could not be unhappy spending an evening with Lucien.