Sam really didn't know how he expected Evie to take what he had to tell her, but he hadn't expected what happened; her words were venomous, clearly meant to be hurtful. Perhaps he had forgotten too quickly, how things had once been between them. With the progress they'd recently made, fights and aggression of the years prior had begun to fade away - the tone of her voice brought all of it back and for a moment he stood stunned, blinking down tears that threatened to appear.
He never once doubted she was Abandoned, though. The Voice knew more than any mortal and as far as he knew, had no reason to lie about this. Besides, he knew this trick of Evie's well, to immediately go to anger when she was cornered - similar to his instinct, but instead of lashing out he retreated inwards.
Not saying anything he quietly watched her, eyes and mouth flat. He wouldn't make this into an argument. It didn't have to be. He had no problems with her being Abandoned and he only wanted to know why she had never told him, only wanted to assure her it was alright with him.
"The Voice told me. Evie, it doesn't need to be a secret or problem between us. I know...mother and father were...well, I understood why you kept it from them. But I have no reason to judge you for that." Gently he tried to reach out a hand to touch her arm. "I actually...think it gives us more in common." Not Accepted, not loved by the Gods as a whole, lesser, different.
Samuel
I want you so badly
But you could be anyone
