Hidden in Plain Sight

Jigano continued to speak, to doubt, and Sam almost wanted to run away to stop himself from hearing it. When he found a niche that made him feel whole, he went into it entirely, and The Voice had become his world in a matter of weeks. To hear it questioned...the only thing that kept him there was his respect for Jigano. "I..I'm sure she would still love me." He insisted, though the memory of the slight tug at his hair when he had admitted to not exploring the whole Greatwood lingered, and made his voice less confident than he wanted it to be. "Remi...Remi has his own life now. He is a good friend, but...he's not..we're not family. His family is Aoife and Ronin." If asked, he would not consider Jigano family either; would not dare to. He did not want to assume himself that close to anyone, not when Jigano had better people like Rory and Amalia (his threesome buddies) around. The question though, that actually made him pause in his devotion. He hesitated and looked around, grabbing onto his arms, wondering when this conversation grew so tense. "I don't think she'd ask me to do that. But..I'd talk to you about it first, because it's your guild." Desperate to justify himself now, he turned his arms invisible and held up his hands, which appeared to float mid-air before his face. "The Voice has given me gifts like this, and love, and...she makes me feel like I'm doing something important. She only wants the best for us. And who else am I meant to follow? I'm Ascended, Jigano. I can't change that." Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child