Shoot The Messenger

Sam stared as his hair was smoothed down and Remi told him softly that it was Safrin who had given Ronin the Blight. Gods could be...Blighted...? He frowned, trying to remember if Amalia had told him about that. She probably had, but he had been so angry, so defensive then, he hadn't listened to much of what she had to say. "...Well..m-maybe I didn't..for Ronin, and I'm glad for that but.." He slowly took his arms away from himself and stretched out his legs, letting go of some tension but still with a face of despair. "There are other sick ones. Jigano...what if I was the cause of that? What if...you get sick?" It struck him that he could be spreading the Blight to Remi right at the moment (was that how it worked? Was proximity to him dangerous?) and he shuffled a little away. "I don't know what to do, or who is right, or who to trust. And..and I shouldn't be telling you, because you have so much to be thinking of. I'm sorry." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve