No Good Deed

Jigano seemed grumpy, short and irritated. Which wasn't surprising, Sam supposed, given that it had been a very stressful Longnight for everybody, but he still took a half-step back as he saw the way Jigano's knuckles whitened and his eyes turned desperate. "Well..." He began, trying to think of how to phrase what happened to Isla in a succinct way. "Isla died." Not a good start. He quickly tried to continue, waving his hands in front of him: "B-but! Ludo...Ludo br-brought her back, be...because Remi we-went to find her. ...After tr-trapping me in here, but..." He shook his head. That was a story for another day when they had tea and time to chat about his boyfriends several issues. "..Anyway. Isla is...he-here, but..." There really was no way to say the next part of the story without looking insane. "She's a uni-unicorn now. I'm...n-not joking. That's...the f-f-form that Ludo gave her. So...she's...alive. But...different." With this information imparted he tried to give Jigano a moment to process, going to sit on the pew he was perched on and looking towards the infirmary doors, wondering if he was going to have to drag Isla out to prove his point. Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child