Another Kind of Holy

SAMUEL Sam severely doubted that Caiside actually trusted him, but the vocal answer was all he needed to begin. Holding Caiside's shoulder with another hand on his back, he steeled himself. He had always been a bit squeamish and had very little idea of what he was doing, but...it could be that hard, right? Just had to get the bone in the hole.He'd done it with Remi a few times. The feeling of Caiside's joint grinding was nearly enough to make him throw up onto him (though he was Ascended, so it would be at worst slightly chunky clear goo) but he kept it together until he felt the tension release as the arm popped back into place. He leaned down with Caiside, suddenly feeling pity for him as he saw the pain on his features. With a surprising tenderness he stroked Caiside's hair as he came down from the pain, a soft smile on his face. "Y...you d-did well. It's over now. Rest. I can g...get some water and then we will d-do the rest." 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