Shoot The Messenger

"Oh, yes. I remember." Sam nodded, though he had to hold back a sigh at finding out it was not something they could do for anyone else. Remi repeated again that he had done nothing wrong and Sam tried to smile like he agreed, but truthfully he would be feeling guilty forever; he had a tendancy to believe people when they were mad said what they meant (for who would actually want to be nice and patient with him? Especially now?) and Remi had nearly ripped down his door. "Oh, I don't know that Wessex knows anything. She just...she always seems to know what she's doing. So I thought if any other Ascended do, she would." He explained. He certainly wouldn't be surprised if Wessex did know, but hadn't told him so he would continue to spread it according to the Voice's plan. Reaching out to put a hand on Remi's knee (a daring move, given how scared he was to step wrong here and break the peace that had come so unexpectedly) he gave a quiet, stuttering offer. "I...do-don't know how you would feel, about this. But I have to suggest it just in case you wan..want to try it, and it could help him. Um...do you think...I don't know, with him being so close to Safrin, but...do you think Ronin could...Ascend? I know the Voice caused this, and it seems...silly, but the Ascended don't seem to get the Blight. So maybe it would...cure him? I...It's probably stupid." Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve