For Science

SAMUEL Sam's face became a delighted, shocked grin as Remi returned his question with what could only be a flirt from the tone, the way he leaned into it. Had they come so far already? As Remi looked down he raised a hand to rub at his smile as he laughed lightly. "Well. There are several things, but it really should be up to the victor." Without his stutter, he was amazed to hear how smooth his attempts at flirting could sound now. "Something can be exciting but not dangerous. I may ask Jigano if he has any use for it...though I suppose he'd need me to lift and put it back down. A lockbox in the Atheneum, maybe..?" There had to be some kind of practical use for the item, he had been drawn to it like destiny after all; Sam knew The Voice did not do anything without purpose. With the mystery of the cube supposedly solved for the moment, he had run out reasons to be here, but Sam didn't want to leave just yet. He softly looked at Remi, really considered him. The curls of hair, smudges of charcoal...the youthful nature of his face. "...Would...you like me to bring some tea over? As a thank you, and maybe that reward. I have biscuits, too." I'm starting to heal and find some faith I'm starting to feel what's out of place Don't need you to save me, I can't wait To fall, to fail and start again