Samuel
We can leave life for tomorrow
Or grieve all that we thought we’d do
Well. He could not expect Remi to be happy, but he was glad he was not angry again or blaming Sam for the Blight, at least not out loud. He ground his teeth, wishing he could think of anything else he could do to help; privately he decided to go look in the Atheneum anyway; he knew it very well and thought it possible he could find something someone else could have missed.Or grieve all that we thought we’d do
Though it did feel a bit hopeless.
"You're welcome, Remi. Um..is..." He sighed and hugged himself, not sure how to phrase anything right. How did you put things gently in a situation like this? "If you need help with anything else, you know...someone to look after Aoife or Sugar or fetch you things...I still have the stone you gave me. You can call me with it whenever." All those things were true, but they weren't quite what he actually was trying to say.
"...And if...if it does come to the worst... anything. I'll help you with anything. You won't be alone."
Or make each moment new
