I want roses set on fire
And I, well I want what’s best for me
Sam was in two minds about telling anyone of what had happened on the beach, but he'd begun to follow Nate from the Spire because he knew of all the people around, he was probably the one most likely to have experience with murder and what to do (if his tall tales about his past were true). It was likely obvious he was following Sunjata and Nate up the path back to Torchline, but he hung back until there was nobody else in sight before he ran forward to tap Nate's shoulder.
"Nate-- um--" He looked between Nate and Sunjata, tried to purposefully not think of the hallucination-driven incident they'd all shared. "Can I speak with you for a moment, before you go back to Torchline? ...Alone?" Not that he had any reason to distrust Sunjata, but the less people that knew the better. Also, since he was the Governor, he might feel more obligated than Nate to do something about the confessed crime.
If Nate agreed Sam would gently lead him away to a ruin just off the path, behind a rough wall long crumbled away. He knew he had to speak what he needed to soon, but he found at first his mouth struggled to make the sounds.
"Nate-- um--" He looked between Nate and Sunjata, tried to purposefully not think of the hallucination-driven incident they'd all shared. "Can I speak with you for a moment, before you go back to Torchline? ...Alone?" Not that he had any reason to distrust Sunjata, but the less people that knew the better. Also, since he was the Governor, he might feel more obligated than Nate to do something about the confessed crime.
If Nate agreed Sam would gently lead him away to a ruin just off the path, behind a rough wall long crumbled away. He knew he had to speak what he needed to soon, but he found at first his mouth struggled to make the sounds.
And I, I think I know just what that means
Just what that means
SAMUEL
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