intention erased

SAMUEL stretch out my life & pick the seams out Sam could see Deimos' hesitation and didn't say anything, just tried to silently urge the man on; perhaps it was hard to find the hope in war, but he didn't know if he could handle more doom and gloom right now than was occurring in his own life. Thankfully it seemed like the Sword finally settled on an appropriate tale and Sam made fittingly impressed noises at the appearance of the locations on the table. 'Moon Goddess'...not surprising that Deimos gravitated to Safrin then, he supposed. Deciding not to comment on that (sure he would be unable to say it without some kind of tone entering his voice) he just continued to listening, trying to involve himself in the world and story that Deimos provided. While Sam would have never accused Deimos of being a good storyteller before this, he found himself quite involved now, wanting to know how their small army had overcome. "Then what happened?" He asked, leaning as forward as he could with his hands still in the right positions. take what you like, but close my ears and eyes, watch me stumble over and over.