Please, Don't Be The End

He nodded at the warning about his own movement but didn't really listen to it. His own body was a distant concern, even if it wanted to remind him it was there with twinges of pain. What mattered was Remi, how he was going to be, if Sam had to blame himself for the rest of his life and wonder what they could have been with more time or -- Hearing the words 'He's alright', Sam fell back onto the bed and covered his mouth as tears fell down his face for the hundredth time that day. The sheer relief was enough to even put him in something like a good mood, manic joy spreading up through his chest. He turned to look at Isla and held out a hand to rest somewhere near her knee just for a moment. "Thank you." She asked him to tell her what had happened, so he waited a moment to calm down and tried to speak evenly. "We...w-were on a date. Did..you know? That me-me and Remi are d-dating? ...Anyway. That's no-not important. We were in the f-f-forest. He got some bark, and then...a b-bear appeared. Remi tried to s-save me, but he was being overp-powered, even as a lion..." He trailed off for a moment, staring at the ceiling and trying not to think too hard on the image of Remi's side being ripped into. "So. I um...bit him. So I c-could be a lion too, and fight. And we won! B-b-but...then. Remi was hurt, and he made a dirt...um.......room, thing." Sam made the shape of the dirt cocoon in the air, struggling with the proper word for it. "I th-thought he would die. And w-we needed to get out. So I...p-punched it. But that made it all fall on R-Remi and choke him and cr-crush him and..." Feeling his speech getting hectic again he closed his eyes and counted to five. "..Th-then I told him to turn into an an-animal, so I could c-carry him here." SAMUEL How could a night so frozen Be so scalding hot? How can a morning this mild Be so raw?