Thank you for finding me
And thank you for the care
Sam followed Maea's instruction carefully, creating a basket that was more than a little wonky, but that would be good enough to capture the sun, given that nothing would actually be entering the structure physically. As he worked his tongue just stuck slightly out of his lips, the work taking a lot of concentration.
So much concentration in fact that he missed Maea's question at first and looked up for a long pause before replying: "Oh, of course! Besides, I have connected mentally with some of my fellow Ascended and it doesn't happen without consent. No one can just read my mind. I wouldn't like that either." He reassured her. He could think of little worse, actually, given his tendency towards paranoia.
So much concentration in fact that he missed Maea's question at first and looked up for a long pause before replying: "Oh, of course! Besides, I have connected mentally with some of my fellow Ascended and it doesn't happen without consent. No one can just read my mind. I wouldn't like that either." He reassured her. He could think of little worse, actually, given his tendency towards paranoia.
And fuck you for making me
Think that this life might be fair
SAMUEL
