[PQ] Home Is Where the Books Are

Sam could have cried with relief when his further searches brought up nothing particularly worrying. The stains on the glass of the window implied that maybe he was looking at the scene of someones accident than murder and he could only hope they'd gotten out okay - at least he wasn't finding them. He didn't want to touch the stains so he went out to look for some kind of rug or covering: finding eventually a bit of material that would do for the moment he went to lay it over the ground, then weighed it down on each corner. He'd have to tell Jigano about what lay underneath later and let the bard decide how to proceed from there. A chair and a table over the material left the room looking homey enough. You wouldn't even know about the crime scene. They were to find a partner and Sam was beginning to have flashbacks of childhood bullying when Loren thankfully came up to him quickly. "Yes. Um.." He went with Loren and helped him lift the bookshelf, a little wobbly but able. "I found bloodstains, in my room....how was yours?" 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