Thank you for finding me
And thank you for the care
"...Well, that might be the case for you, but it isn't for everyone, and if someone did want to leave the Voice and pursue other paths, they cannot; without the fluid she brings, which does come with strings, by the way - she just hasn't pulled them for you-" Sam was not often one to come back with witty retorts or coherent arguments, but he was grumpy enough about this to put real effort into the formation of his words and thoughts he'd had for so long. "-they die."
Hearing that he was not the only Wessex-stabbing victim was both surprising and not. He was about to argue that several of the Ascended had actually given him a reason to worry, but then something in Amun seemed to thankfully change; Sam caught the apron (fumbling, but caught successfully) and walked further in. "I'm fine without the bite, thank you. I know what happens." He tried out a smirk, easing into the more friendly atmosphere.
Sam had not thought far enough along this plan to actually have an idea of what to make and he paused on his way to the workstation, trying to think about it. "I suppose...a plate or something would be easy, right?"
Hearing that he was not the only Wessex-stabbing victim was both surprising and not. He was about to argue that several of the Ascended had actually given him a reason to worry, but then something in Amun seemed to thankfully change; Sam caught the apron (fumbling, but caught successfully) and walked further in. "I'm fine without the bite, thank you. I know what happens." He tried out a smirk, easing into the more friendly atmosphere.
Sam had not thought far enough along this plan to actually have an idea of what to make and he paused on his way to the workstation, trying to think about it. "I suppose...a plate or something would be easy, right?"
And fuck you for making me
Think that this life might be fair
SAMUEL
