Samuel
As soon as he heard her voice, before he even understood it, Sam activated his shield; an instinct. Amalia had long been one of the judging voices in his nightmares and the back of his mind, a constant figure of fear and the general judgement of the Old Gods in his imagination. Taking a couple of steps away from her as the words began to settle in his head, at first he was confused - then oh.
"You don't understand. You wouldn't understand if I told you anyway." Would she even care that he had been sick, half-delirious? The Blight had caused people to act in many similar ways, but he doubted Amalia would attack them for their actions. He wasn't strong enough to say any of this though, a lot of his energy going into simply not shaking before her, looking like a righteous soldier for the Gods that wanted him dead.
Glancing over in the direction of the portal, he held his hands up. "Just...just let me walk back home, and um- and we can avoid this."
"You don't understand. You wouldn't understand if I told you anyway." Would she even care that he had been sick, half-delirious? The Blight had caused people to act in many similar ways, but he doubted Amalia would attack them for their actions. He wasn't strong enough to say any of this though, a lot of his energy going into simply not shaking before her, looking like a righteous soldier for the Gods that wanted him dead.
Glancing over in the direction of the portal, he held his hands up. "Just...just let me walk back home, and um- and we can avoid this."
Part of being alive is wishing that you weren't sometimes
as your brain forces you to breathe
Base Code by Sky!
