When Sam heard Remi talk of Jigano's time as King, he frowned, finding inside himself a million defences for his friend - well, he had a difficult choice - and with a little sigh, decided to try and give him some slack. "...To be fair...I...suppose the Blight probably doesn't just go away right away. It might still be...making him angrier than he might be. I'll go speak to him in a while."
Whenever he worked up the courage, so definitely not soon.
Easily he leaned into Remi's hug, smiling his first genuine smile of the evening at his words. "Thank you. I...am not as powerful as you, but the same is true of me for you."
It would have been very easy for Sam to fall asleep there, tired as he was emotionally, but he had a bed only a few steps away and Nate would likely be worried. Speaking of Nate, though...sitting up, he chewed at a nail and stared very intently at a crack in the floor. "What...do you think of Nate?"
Samuel
I tried to dance with the devil on your back
