Housemates

Samuel

"Oh, yes, I...heard about Edrei." Sam's brows came together as he sighed, unsure of what else to say. He had not been close to her, but the nighttime walk they had shared, where she had given him some...unique advice, had stuck with him. She had seemed invincible, then - clearly she hadn't been. "There's so much death, at the moment."

Perhaps a new lease of life for the town was what they needed. "What would that 'active part' look like...?" There were cautions on his tongue, that Ronin as an Outlander had to be careful about what he said to not come off as pompous, but he held them back. The man already knew, he was sure.

"The shop? Um...honestly, I haven't made a sale in a long time. With Zariah, and exploring the Greatwood, then coming back and all the Blight...then having to come here...then it's Longnight." Sam laughed, the sound a little desperate. "Maybe after Deepfrost I'll have a chance to put ink to paper and sell some stories again. But...honestly, since I hardly eat, I don't have that many expenses."

And it's hard to write about being happy
'Cause the older I get

I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject