Hot Date

SAMUEL Sam was so excited to impart the tale of his upgrade that he took Remi's silence to be rapt attention, unaware of the conflict going on inside him. "I suppose...there are, b-but.." I shouldn't bite you on on the first date, he thought, but didn't say. Sam had almost forgotten that he had gained Remi's attuned powers from the bite. He had been so focused for the last weeks on the thing that had happened before his hawk transformation it had somehow become the least important part of the story. What Remi said next made him pause mid-tea sip, the cup held almost comically up to his lips for a long time as his eyes flicked up to stare. Isla had seemed uncomfortable with taking the credit and Remi rarely lied, so it seemed like this was the truth. A final answer to the identity of his benefactor was very satisfactory. Sam smiled as he placed the cup back down, reaching forward to clasp Remi's free hand. "Really? Y-you did?! Remi, that's amazing. Oh...I don't...I don't...kn-know how to say thank you properly. Thank you. Th-thank you. I can say it a hundred times." He almost surged forward to kiss Remi's fingers, but just about resisted, squeezing his hand instead. "Why did you...? Do you c-care so for me? I have never...no one has ever been so k-kind to me. Why didn't you tell me it was y-you?" I'm starting to heal and find some faith I'm starting to feel what's out of place Don't need you to save me, I can't wait To fall, to fail and start again