faith be my shield

Samuel Tell me little dear if you've only lived here, have you ever really lived at all? Ronin and I. Sam paused, wondered if he and Nate and whoever else were welcome in Remi's fantasy of the future, or if the alchemist intended to run off alone with his husband. The idea made him a little sad. He had hoped in the future that he could still count on Remi's friendship, having accepted he'd lost his chance at a romance long ago. "If you find somewhere...consider letting me settle in somewhere nearby?" Remi was only really saying the obvious - Sam was a bookmaker. Especially with his missing fingers, what was he going to do with a weapon? He looked at the dagger laying on the floor and crouched to pick it up with his left hand. "But what else am I to do? I cannot depend on you always being there to come and save me."