Shoot the Messenger

"Is...isla died, then a wo-woman followed me...there was just t-two others. I don't kn-know what happened. But they're...e-either dead or g-gone now." He didn't know that, but Sam tried to sound as confident as possible about it so Remi wouldn't go bolting out the door. He let himself be lead up and taken towards the infirmary, though he found he almost was scared to enter the room. To see it without it's usual leader, the absence of Isla would be stark and painful. To distract himself from the looming door he tried to remember what Remi had said only seconds prior (things slipped through his mind like sand when he was in this state). "Y...you maybe...c-could have do...done be-better. I don't know. But...it was s-so fast." Sam was upset enough himself to not notice the flatness of Remi's voice, not yet. Regardless of the tone it was the anchor in his world right now. He couldn't notice the cracks because then his foundations would break entirely. Samuel This time I might just disappear