Trying My Best (OPEN)

"Perhaps." Sam agreed, though he did not sound very hopeful. It felt like at the moment he was not having much luck in making friends nor keeping them; it was a miracle he had found Nate and a further miracle still that the man had stuck around enough to gain romantic affection for him. Though speaking of Nate, he shook his head at Jigano's question. "No, he Ascended. What I mean is that he asked me of it first. I told him but I also made sure he was well aware of what he would lose, what it meant - that he was not obligated to do it. That I did not expect him to. He told me he wanted to anyway after he had a while to think about it, so I took him to The Voice. People can choose to join on their own, is my point." Sam knew Nate well by now. He did not feel the man could be forced to do anything he didn't want to, not without a lot of leverage. Jigano, he noticed, had not answered whether or not he thought Sam to be a good person, nor had he said they could still be friends. Sam pressed his lips together, trying to think of a way to cut down the things he had wanted to just three. "I want to make my books, be your friend, and be with The Voice. Nathaniel has told me he will stay with me anyway, so I do not have to fight for that." He smiled softly, glad he had someone in his corner. 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