Samuel
Sam hadn't meant to insist he knew better and found himself now morbidly curious about what it was Remi knew. He took in a breath, tried to think about what was important to know; it wasn't like he was entitled to all of Zeph's business. "He doesn't...kill people or anything like that, right?"That Remi could be so nonchalant about the likelihood of violence in his future was concerning, though Sam supposed by this point they'd all seen their fair shares of trouble. "...Well, Seren for one. She's only a child and surely she'd be a target for any kind of criminal looking to extort you...I'm sure Ronin can look after himself, but what about all your friends? With all your powers and shifts, I'm not worried about you, obviously, but.." He shrugged. "Maybe I have just too much of a tendency to think of every what if."
I drink too much coffee and I think of you often
In a city where reality has long been forgotten
