MILO
the hope and the hurt has lived inside of me
but there's gold in the dirt
but there's gold in the dirt
Luckily for Milo, Sam sits back down – remaining within Milo’s grasp just enough to read the pad. And the words that leave the Ascended, with such conviction, surprise Milo in a way that all he can really do is laugh, grabbing the pencil and shifting the pad a bit to write down something quick in response. “Gross.” What kind of monsters was the Arbiter with? And better yet, why.
As for the next question though, he listens to Sam’s fears, of messing things up, of doing too much. All the redhead can do is shrug his shoulders, give Sam a little squeeze, and grab the pad again to write down once more. “I don’t mind. I’m more neutral than you think.” He flashes Sam a winning smile with that, one that crinkles his eyes as he focuses on Sam. “And you’re sick, Sam. It’s okay. Really. I don’t have anything else to do.” Aside from the Hanged Man and the Halenani, which… Given everything was a one stop track to the reason he came home drunk quite a lot.
As for the next question though, he listens to Sam’s fears, of messing things up, of doing too much. All the redhead can do is shrug his shoulders, give Sam a little squeeze, and grab the pad again to write down once more. “I don’t mind. I’m more neutral than you think.” He flashes Sam a winning smile with that, one that crinkles his eyes as he focuses on Sam. “And you’re sick, Sam. It’s okay. Really. I don’t have anything else to do.” Aside from the Hanged Man and the Halenani, which… Given everything was a one stop track to the reason he came home drunk quite a lot.
i never took the time to see
but i knew of its worth
but i knew of its worth
