And Together We Will Be

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — Sam expected to feel something when his pain was taken away, but it was anti-climatically peaceful. Physically he felt nothing, just the continued pressure of Nate's hand on his hip. Emotionally though, he felt this was rather significant. It felt like finally choosing a side, admitting himself to The Voice, allowing himself to become fully Ascended. "Yes. Thank you." He whispered too, echoing Nate. "I will be going to Halo...soon, I hope, with Nate. To begin to explore the portals." — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.