Make It All Better

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — Sam found it hard to believe that Remi specifically was meant to stop him, though mostly because he did not believe himself important enough for the allocation from the Old Gods. Still, he did not want to argue too much with his mother. "I...suppose so. Still, I don't think you should kill him, or..or hurt him. Just...not for now - please give me a chance to talk to him, when things have calmed down?" It really was a testament to his love that he still held for Remi that he would request this of his Goddess, the slight defiance of her wishes making him nervous indeed. "Oh. I..I never thought of that." Since he knew it would be impossible for a non-Ascended to take his powers, he had never considered someone unfamiliar with their race might have not realised. "I'll try my best to be careful when I'm there, then. I promise." Still, he wasn't planning to go right away because the mods told us to leave it a bit, wanting to spend some time working on upkeeping his life in the Grounds first. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.