Sam walked with Isla out into the snow - thankfully, the sun was not out today, hidden behind clouds of a greyish blue. The crunch of snow underneath their feet only served to remind him what he was missing, the lack of any kind of cold bite on his skin. He watched the pebble Isla kicked skip and jump ahead of them without any kind of recognisable emotion on his face.
"I've never...spoken to an Old God..." He only knew what he had read in books, and what that Outlander man with the church had been saying. If what he said was what the Old Gods were into, Sam wasn't sure he would get on well with them. Still, he supposed it was worth a try. A trip to the shrine in the temple couldn't hurt, right?
Isla continued on to speak of something 'extra' the Voice had given her. Sam's face twisted up into a confused frown. He didn't remember his Ascension very well, having blocked it out long ago, but he didn't think he'd been given anything 'extra'. Why would Isla get it, and not him? Was he not as good for the Voice?
"What...happened to your eyes? D-did it hurt? I don't think I have anything like that....and I don't want it. All I want is t-to be normal."
