Taking Different Roads

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — Sam didn't feel like the smart one between them at all as Remi once again performed the miracle that was his magic, fixing the problem of the stones in a few seconds with a glow that was a trick in of itself. He took back his stone and held it lightly in the palm of his hand, watching it as if expecting it to shake there and then. He looked back up as Remi suggested he give the other stone to someone else and shook his head, reaching out to close Remi's fingers back around the stone. "No, Remi. It is for me to contact you, and...there is no one else I trust more when I am in danger. Even if you cannot come yourself, I know you will do everything to help me." Sam smiled warmly, though Remi could not see. "Besides, as you said, you are trying to carry on as normal for the moment, right? I would be wary of giving away pieces of your life so quickly. You never know, you may find yourself stronger and more fierce than before, once you are used to it and have had some help." He reached over to pat Remi's hand, but the words were genuine. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.