I'm still undone, not quite young
As Wessex hissed at him, Sam didn't even react fearfully, just baffled. He hadn't expected that - after that he kept his eyes forward towards their Goddess, waiting to hear her words on the matter; they would be final.
He sighed as The Voice spoke to him firmly but gently like a child and shrugged his acceptance with his head down, glad that she at least would prolong this decision until they had a better chance at the fight: all that really mattered was the safety of their family, after all. "Of course, no one has to follow what I say. I just give my thoughts." And I won't have them silenced, he thought with a bitter press of his lips.
He sighed as The Voice spoke to him firmly but gently like a child and shrugged his acceptance with his head down, glad that she at least would prolong this decision until they had a better chance at the fight: all that really mattered was the safety of their family, after all. "Of course, no one has to follow what I say. I just give my thoughts." And I won't have them silenced, he thought with a bitter press of his lips.
Cross my heart, now I hope to die
SAM
