the words

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — "Oh, I see." Sam only knew of Ianto from a mention in his old diaries, only knew enough to know he had once been a lover of Remi's. "No, I'm afraid I did not. How did he make it do that? I mean...I assume magic." Sam laughed, realising he'd probably asked the obvious. "Could you do something like that?" He did not even know how to get into everything that had happened. Especially as he had sworn to himself to be more selective about what he said to non-Ascended about The Voice. Still, he found it hard to want to keep things from Remi. "Yes. I...have been given a new role by The Voice, one that I find a little frightening." Sam sighed and held his arm. "I'm sure you've heard about the new portal? The Voice wants me to find more of them and help her make them active. It feels like a lot of responsibility." — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.